Crooked Man

I am a crooked man bent down by sin 

Flood water's rising fast; (oh lord!) 
Dead bodies floatin' past; (oh fie!) 
Tornadoes swoopin' down; (right down!) 
Out of Satan's jeweled crown. (oh lord!) 
I had a date tonight, (yessir!) 
With a gal from out of state. (oh lord!) 
Her daddy was a police man; (that's right!) 
Had himself a police badge. (oh boy!) 
He said I'm DOOMed to fail; (why's that?!) 
Said his daughter's better off in jail!
I am a crooked man bent down by sin. 

My uncle was a Christian man, (oh lord!) 
But the Lord didn't give a damn. (no voice!) 
He lived sick and homeless. (so poor!) 
When he died, I didn't even notice. (no sir!) 
Me, I only got one belief: (what's that?!) 
Everything's worse than it seems. (oh lord!) 
I'm a DOOMsday preacher, boy! (you are?!) 
Get your bucket, it's time to cry! 
I am a crooked man bent down by sin. 

To other folks, I cannot relate. 
I could try, but I ain't. 
People just want fancy cars; 
Fancy house, expensive clothes. 
FUCK THAT SHIT, it's fuckin' wrong! (yeah boy!) 
All I want is to live real long. (how long?!) 
I wanna watch my body decay; (oh lord!) 
My health suffer, and my hair turn grey (yeah boy!) 
Then the Devil can take me away, yeah; 
Satan, you can have your way! 
I am a crooked man bent down by sin.