And so I dance in dirty pants   A drink in my hand   No shirt, a broken tooth   Barefoot and beaming      The crowd is stomping   Stomping a song   For me to dance to   Break glass and give in      My head is springing   My mind ringing   So I walk down to the creek   And I slither in      I catch my breath icy cold   And I walk out to your house   And let myself in   Back you into the corner   And I multiply      I could troll endlessly   Into the bottomless night   God does not answer this type of prayer      (No no no)