Matthew Good Band Fall Of Man Lyrics

Fall Of Man Lyrics

You pray for the sheep 
I get closer to hell 
I stand on the hill 
then I run down 
I look in your eyes 
you look for your price 
you beg me to stop 
but I was never that nice 

Never did mind about the little things
we'll stick to the plan 
the fall of man 

You pray for the sheep 
look forward to hell 
go live on the hill 
no one comes down 
I look in your eyes 
you look for some teeth 
like nickels at night 
left under the sheets 

Never did mind about the little things 
we'll stick to the plan 
the fall of man 

What you don't know won't kill you