Wrecked and obsessed and set to attack.
Everything about him seemed ready to snap.
He said he only showed up 'cause he was hoping for a shoot 'em up.
He had blood on his boots and an arrow through his hat.
He's paranoid and he's obsolete.
I don't like the way he's looking at me.
It could set off any moment now.
Man, I've seen him destroy a dude before.
Try to look alive and consider yourself someone that you love.
These bodies on this bus, it looks like they don't feel so good about themselves.
Crosstown everybody was pooling their money.
Rolling on down to the railroad yard.
Timing is everything and everything is kicking off early.
Heaven is a place where nobody's trying too hard.
They're shaky but they're optimists.
They're dripping wet in western wear.
They hang up at the Methodist.
So hard to be a Christian soldier there.
Try to look alive and consider yourself someone that you love.
These bodies on this bus, it looks like they don't feel so good about themselves.
A constant threat of ambush keeps them scared.
They cross themselves and mouth a hopeful prayer.
Deliver us from anxiety.
Protect us from discomfort.
Keep us floating up above the things that make us nervous.
Don't hurt us.
Try to look alive and consider yourself someone that you love.
These bodies on this bus, it looks like they don't feel so good about themselves.
Try to stay alive.
Take care of your bones and brains and blood.
Try to look alive and consider yourself someone that you love.