#1
crit4crit
YOU COULDN'T PAY ME TO LIVE THERE

All I ask of karma
Is just a gentle kiss,
Instead a sandpaper tongue
Scraps away my bliss.
I know I had some splinters
That need to be polished out,
But he went and scraped away
The foundation of my house.

Happy is the man
Who knows what it means to suffer,
But woe to he who learns it
At the hands of his brother.

Jesus the carpenter
Has a severe lack of tools,
So don't ask for a Eucharist
When you know your belly's full.
He spent his days building
Crosses for other people,
Then got himself crucified
To see how it would feel.

Happy is the man
Who knows what it means to suffer,
But woe to he who learns it
At the hands of his brother.

I died for all your sins
But you don't believe you're wrong,
So it's self pity suicide
Not self righteous martyrdom.

Happy is the man
Who knows what it means to suffer.
Last edited by themarsvolta at Jul 7, 2011,
#2
I really, really like the last line; Happy is the man, Who knows what it means to suffer
Very poetic

I might be a little slow, but what's the theme of this song?
#3
Damn man, I think that was my favorite of yours so far.

The chorus line "But woe to he who learns it/At the hands of his brother." That was perfect. I'm impressed by the second stanza as well, "don't ask for a Eucharist/When you know your belly's full."

I don't really have anything to crit, that was just good. Very nice job.