Its 10 PM and your spirits are lifted
Your friends are late, except your Xanax prescription
The saints are all gone, and Jesus he won't f*cking listen
The taste of the tongue of the woman that you're missing
And the blood in the sand
stained from the mission
And the world falls apart
But you won't listen, no you won't
Its heaven again, and your spirits the been granted back
But you cant tell
And your friends are all late
But the dealer never is
The saints are all gone
Its 10 pm and your spirits are lifted
And you got your Xanax prescription
The saints are all gone and Jesus he won't listen
Oh the woman that you're missing, the taste of her tongue
The blood in the sand
Stained from the mission
You were so young
Not even a man