LYRIC

[Verse 1]
Some people make it a habit of not working on the sabbath
Waking up the next morning to pray
And whether it be a life revision, or a color television
Thanking Jesus they'll receive it one day
Some people pull their optimism over their eyes
Just pretending that they know what to do
And I know I'm slightly rusty, girl, you're gonna have to trust me
Keep a realistic point of view

[Verse 2]
Well scarcely, can I blame them? 'Cause it's hard enough to name them
But we see them everyday on TV, so take a walk with me
And understand who's in command and let it pan the left and the right
Sufficient tonight, omniscient I might
Keep you in my sight, don't let yourself slip
'Cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip
So forsake your only baby, maybe you can get away
Before the sun begins to pick up the dew
Woman, keep it in your vision, it's a hard enough decision
Keep a realistic point of view
[Bridge]
If you're leaving my sight
You had better open your eyes
And take my hand by the end of the night
If I should ever lay you down, lay you down

[Verse 3]
It's as simple as at monasteries, clasping your hands
Living life a loading level prior to the promise land
So my man, stop the waiting and debating, "What's next?"
Perplexed, and yes, the entire situation's a mess
So progress, finesse, final insinuation what's left
And the best, I guess I missed, wait, I lift it
The tide that drifts it may not fix it
For fear of fierce fire fury fights for the wicks, kid
Triple six did the trick to shatter the brain
And sustain the painful knowledge that the future will bring
Yeah but you know, I say fuck it, do what though wilt
Not opposed to all the choices that Iscariot felt
Consider this a warning, you'll envision by the morning
But it's better just to think it through
With your pupils dilated and your mind on what I stated
Keep a realistic point of view

[Chorus]
Poor Jesus, mother Mary, heaven's closed today
Saint Peter, saint Peter, turn my soul away
Mother Mary, poor Jesus, let us try again
Holy Father, spirit within, send another son to us to die for our sin
Poor Jesus, mother Mary, heavens closed today
Saint Peter, saint Peter, turn my soul away
Mother Mary, poor Jesus, let us try again
Holy Father, spirit within, send another son to us to die for our sin

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About "With Extreme Prejudice"

With Extreme Prejudice is the 5th song from Rusty Cage’s first studio album. It’s used as a commentary on religion and society.

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