Willie Pearl - Abednego Lyrics

See your breath in December
But can hardly remember
Why you would breath here at all
"I'm glad that I knew ya,"
Said the gardener of Bermuda
His hands were as cracked as the fall
Well, sucker punch
Don't trust too much
I had a hunch he was here
You took a hit
From a cigarette he lit
And said, "I liked you better last year."
Well, we don't need money, if the good Lord's coming
But I still keep my coins in a jar
"And I'll be back," said Shadrach to Meshach
"Abednego should wait in the car"
He wants to go home
He wants to go home
I've had my spoil
Of rum and motor oil
I chased it with a glass of mercury
Put faith in friendship
But he won't give a rip
About anyone, especially not me
I was climbing the tree
When the snake tempted Eve
The fruit was overrated anyway
And Adam called home
From a beat-up payphone
He swore he's just running a little late
Well, we don't need money, if the good Lord's coming
But I still keep my coins in a jar
"And I'll be back," said Shadrach to Meshach
"Abednego should wait in the car"
He wants to go home
He wants to go home