If I run
uphill I'm out of breath
If I spend all my money
I've got no money left
If I place all my chips on only one bet
I'm all in
And it's a surefire bet I'm gonna die
So I'm taking up praying on
Sunday nights
And it's not that I believe
in your all might
But I might as well
As insurance or bail
'cause institution's like a big bright lie
And it blinds you into fear and consum
ing and fight
And you've been in the desert
underneath the charging sky
It's just you and god
But what if god's not there?
But his name is on your dollar bill
Which just became cab fare
For the evangelist, the communist,
the lefts and the rights
And the hypocrites and the jesuits
and the blacks and the whites
In the belly of the beast
In the atlanta streets
Or up in laurel canyon
The middle east
Still they're dying on the dark continent
It's been happening long
enough to mention it
Have I mentioned my parents
are getting back together again
It's been twenty- five years
Of spreading infection
Somehow we're not affected
So my mom, she brushes her hair
And my dad starts growing
bob dylan'sbeard
And I share with my friends
a couple of beers
In the atlanta streets
In the belly of the beast