A Stone in the Mouth of the Ocean

All the shadows here still dancing got to tell my feet to keep moving

Before the merchant screams buy some more

Before the drilling machines find the oil

Before the air I breathe comes heavy for talking

All the games I play I keep losing

Trying to tell myself to stop proving

Before the man with glass asks my name

Before the lady's cash buys my fame

Before my leather mask burns up bright into flames

Before the tight rope walker leads me to the slaughter

The bankroll daughter ships me 'cross the border

With a bottle full of bitter

A note from the vicar

Blood on the holy altar

All the time I spend understanding

Trying to find my way to keep advancing

Before the ankle tag lights up red

Before the muscled stag lays down dead

Before the sleeping gas pins me to the bed

All the darts they keep on flying

Got to find my way to keep trying

Before the needle nights pierce my skin

Before the bookie writes my tally in

Before the closing price knocks me on the chin

Before the tight rope walker leads me to the slaughter

The bankroll daughter ships me 'cross the border

With a bottle full of bitter

A note from the vicar

Blood on the holy altar

Before the boneyard prison gives me their decision

The old time religion tells me what I'm missing

That ancient tradition

Land of the hidden

Men of the circumcision

Before the steam boat captain drowns me in the basin

The war-torn nation tries negotiation

With a proclamation

My condemnation

Stone in the mouth of the ocean

I'm a stone in the mouth of the ocean

I'm a stone in the mouth of the ocean

Just a stone in the mouth of the ocean

All the shadows here still dancing got to tell my feet to keep moving