Pat the Bunny
Arrival in Moss Bluff (Preacher Paul)
I entered into town under cover of night
Afraid there won’t be space for a stranger in the swamps otherwise
Between the sun and the bath tub gin
Pray my cover isn’t blown by the neon lights
Stabbing down on the parking lot
Of Grandma Marie’s Royal Windmill Inn

But the curtains stay closed and the doors stay locked
All the way up and down the block
As I walk into my room to turn in
By the name of Jesus Christ, this ground shall stand clear of sin

The drawer is empty in my room’s desk
In a world of heathens I come armed to the teeth
Of the truth of the light of the word
Flip to Job 38:3 murder my doubts aside
Lest I be the one who is questioned by the king who walks the earth

It’s Saturday night in Moss Bluff
The sins of this weekend, only the devil knows what
But my soul, it’s always a bright Sunday morning
By the name of Jesus Christ, this ground shall stand clear of sin
By the name of Jesus Christ, this ground shall stand clear of sin