The Trickster

I’ve got one foot in Heaven
And my head lost in Hell
Too many stories in my head
The kind you can’t easily tell
I’ve got too many bad habits
I have got too many faults
Born under the sign of the Capricorn
Bastard son of a fish and a goat
Always heading for more than I can take
And I can never have enough of these feelings
And even if I changed my name
My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster)
He comes (He comes)
He messes (Your life up)
And then he’s gone
All hail the Trickster
For he’s the one who comes
He messes everybody’s lives up
And then he’s gone
I am the son of a gun
I am the son of a son
Who could never look it in the eye
And face the damage he has done
I strive with the world to stay pure at heart
As I should have always been
So I say another prayer and I take another sip
To keep on with this dream within a dream
Always heading for more than I can take
And I can never have enough of these feelings
And even if I changed my name
My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster)
He comes (He comes)
He messes (Your life up)
And then he’s gone
All hail the Trickster
For he’s the one who comes
He messes everybody’s lives up
And then he’s gone
I dance under the moonlight
At the end of the longest days
My stomping on the ground
Becomes the music and the dance itself
My mouth can swallow everything
Never been sober in my life
The dance brings people new life
While the rhythm dampens their thighs
Always heading for more than I can take
And I can never have enough of these feelings
And even if I changed my name
My eyes would remain the same
All hail (The Trickster)
He comes (He comes)
He messes (Your life up)
And then he’s gone
All hail the Trickster
For he’s the one who comes
He messes everybody’s lives up
And then he’s gone