Holy

In bad times when it's dark and cold

and you got no place to rest your soul.

There's laughter behind your back

then it seems easy these days

or do I see it in a different way

the world is spinning

well

that's okay.

Tell me baby

what's the price we pay.

Holy

holy life

sometimes is lonely.

Holy

holy life

sometimes is sad.

Holy

holy life

sometimes is phony

but sooner or later

they'll find you dead.

Why don't you take me down to a rabbit hole

where a man of peace can hide his soul.

Talk about pollution and birthcontrol

better talk to the rabbit.

It's somebody's fault.

Maybe sometimes I'm pessimistic

and maybe it ain't so bad

ain't so sick

I know I'm not the man of constant sorrow

tell me baby

it is the path of evil

to follow.