Spiritual Beggars - Blessed


Loaded as the sun above I dig myself
Drinking washes the gray away, it kissed my brain
Smoking makes me catch my breath, I feel alive
Now I feel my inner self, incarnation of Christ

Now the lungs of the universe
Are the lungs of my soul

I can feel it, I can sense it
Hallelujah, bless my soul
I can feel it, I can sense it
Hallelujah, bless my soul

Monday morning you enter hell, not me
I'm not a fool, no I'm not a whore, haven't sold my soul
Monday morning I open a beer and light a cigar
Put my pen to paper and write "I hate you all"

Now the lungs of the universe
Are the lungs of my soul

I can feel it, I can sense it
Hallelujah, bless my soul
I can feel it, I can sense it
Hallelujah, bless my soul

Loaded as the sun above I dig myself
Drinking washes the gray away, it kissed my brain
Smoking makes me catch my breath, I feel alive
Now I feel my inner self, incarnation of Christ

Now the lungs of the universe
Are the lungs of my soul

I can feel it, I can sense it
Hallelujah, bless my soul
I can feel it, I can sense it
Hallelujah, bless my soul
Bless my soul

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