I PAY MY TITHE (remix)

If you are looking for a man tired of scaling life’s hurdles
Ask me, for I have folded my dreams in bundles
Alcohol now warms my days
In the winter of my ugly ways
Hope is like light from nepa
Check my pocket; you will see pieces of paper
Not control numbers, just my suicide note
Life is poisonous, and the pub is my antidote

I pay my tithe
Half in the church
Half in the beer parlour

I solemnly recite the church hymn
But one hardly finds God when you need him
Yet it is hard to count him out
So I thicken my spirit with more big stout
Against the tears that flow from my eyes like fountain
Some decisions are carrying a mountain
The only thing missing in my suicide note is period
How can I dot the lines when she just missed her period?
I couldn’t put a line between love and lust
I’m just another mortal groping in the fog of dust

That’s why I pay my tithe
Half in the church
Half in the beer parlour

If the devil permits, I will be a monk
In my other pocket is rizla and skunk
I don’t take it just for my eyes to be red
Sometimes God’s chest is too hard for my head
My life is tight and I’m suffering
I have robbed God of my tithe and offerings
My ways are crooked, heart torn apart
How can stout straighten the folds in my heart?
My nerves break under the burden of filth
My head is on the chopping board of guilt
I am the one in need of grace
Tick tock, tick tock, time is in a race

Today I paid my tithe
Half in the church
I am paying the other half somewhere

I down more bottles of big stout
And hope that will straighten things out
Tick tock, tick tock, I take all the blames
As my eyes gush out liquid flames
Around me are all shades of drunks
Whores, pimps, felons, as I tap my skunk
But the leaves turn mirror to see the ugliness I have become
No wonder God left me in the face of the storm
In shock, I drop my skunk as I weep
For I feel God has dumped me on a rubbish heap
He must be tired from the endless chiseling of my ways
Now I must always hold him with both hands. Always

Next Sunday, I will pay my tithe
All in the church, and no more beer parlour.

This is beautiful

Awesome.