Cain got a milk-eyed mule from the auction Abel
got a telephone And even the last of the blue-eyed
babies know That the burning man is the color of

the end of day And how every tongue that gets bit
always has another word to say


Cain bought a blade from some witch at the window
Abel bought a bag of weed And even the last of the
brown-eyed babies see That the cartoon king has a

tattoo of a bleeding heart There ain't a penthouse
Christian wants the pain of the scab, but they all
want the scar How every mouth sings of what it's

without so we all sing of love And how it ain't
one dog who's good at $#&@ing and denying who he's thinking of


Cain heard a cat tumble limp off the rooftop Abel
heard his papa pray And even the last of the
black-eyed babies say That every saint has a chair

you can borrow and a church to sell That the wind
blows cold across the back of the master and the
kitchen help there's a big pile of innocent bones

still holding up the garden wall And it was always
the broken hand we learned to lean on after all
How God knows if Christ came back he would find us

in a poker game After finding out the drugs were
all free but they won't let you out the door again