The Singer

I never doubt I'm a singer I sing to the moon and the stars They shine at their best While I'm taking requests And it's all for a five string guitar I never doubt that I'm worthy I know I deserve what I got Its a difficult waltz But that's hardly a fault The room spins like the sevens in slots I pray to God God prays to me See what I mean? The dead dance a little faster when they hear the master singing in the pasture Here we are in this hospital My guitar is inhospitable The food isn't edible The dead dance a little faster when they hear the master singing in the pasture I never doubt that you love me Some way that you don't need to say La, da, da, da, da La, da, da, da, da La, da, da, da I never doubt this old city Have faith, it will fall in the sea You'll cry for more As you cheer from the shore The curtain falls on this island and me I pray to God God prays to me See what I mean? The dead dance a little faster when they hear the master singing in the pasture Here we are in this hospital My guitar is inhospitable The food isn't edible The dead dance a little faster when they hear the master singing in the pasture La, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Da, da, da, da, da, da Ba, da, da, da, da, da DA