George and me go to the park most days and

we sit on the swings and go up high, touch the sky, testify.

I feel like the queen of hearts and he's the king of the castle,

hit me, I'll stand, can't wait until 21

and a bottle of liquor like the setting sun, a shotgun,

smell smoke and put out the fire.

Light me up and release my desire.

George and me go to the park most days and

smoke until our lungs are filled like a tank of gas

and I've become crass, rash, blatantly wrong.

Fucked in the head and all the way gone.

Gambling with the salvation that God might give us,

George and me go to the park most days and

breathe in air and breathe out money.

I win every hand of cards I play but I've got no hand in mine.

Do you believe? George asks me and I say yes.

George and me go to the park most days and

he's homeless and I'm loveless and

we both want God but don't know where to look except up high.

George and me