I am chewed up and treading the spit in God's mouth
Down in Knoxville on an ex equestrian's couch
Heard a voice say let go with some sweet talking salt
Air conditioned miracles I'm not as special as I thought
God's grace and 9 Christmas carols
Floating above a sinking ship
I'm on my empty cupboards
Easing up on my death grip
Poisonous ginger in my stomach making waves
Spooked all the horses and cut loos the reins
The thief was smelling glory capsized the boat
Soggy waffle's off to London and that's all she wrote
God's grace and 9 Christmas carols
Floating above a sinking ship
I'm on my empty cupboards
Easing up on my death grip
Mad man in the mirror shaving his head
Pruned every branch and my batterie's dead
The church boy was strangled broken hearted and bitter
The cornflakes went stale nothing left to reconsider
God's grace and 9 Christmas carols
Floating above a sinking ship
I'm on my empty cupboards
Easing up on my death grip