Journeyman by Funeral Diner Lyrics

Praise Jesus, praise his holy name, praise his blessed spirit, praise his everlasting love, Jesus Christ our lord. Listen to me now, listen to me. The prince of darkness is upon the lion. In the Bible, his name is Beelzebub, lord of the flies. Right now, on Earth today, his name is [?], socialist, communist, union man, lord of all trades, [?], enemy of all that is good and pure and if this creature walks among us, what are we gonna do about it?

It's hard to believe the end has come
It's hard to believe the end has come
The end has come
The end has come

I won't say I'm not apprehensive about telling you everything
This will be my work, I've condemned myself
Let's not flatter ourselves - We're only as good as our trends permit
I've been so fucking critical, tell me who hasn't

You have no idea what you were to me
Now you've left these shoes to fill, and they're so fucking stiff
You have no idea what you were to me
Now you've left these shoes to fill
They're so, so fucking stiff
What you were, what you were to me
Shoes to fill, and they're so, so fucking stiff
What you were to me
Shoes to fill, and they're so, so fucking stiff
It's hard, hard, too hard to start anew
So hard, hard, hard to start anew
Hard, too hard, hard to start anew
Hard to start anew
Hard to start anew
Hard to start anew
Hard to start anew