Game Theory One More For Saint Michael lyrics

One More For Saint Michael by Game Theory

One More For Saint Michael lyrics

Michael you 
Don't know the half of a mess 
Getting made 
Down at your favorite address 
Pretty seraphs 
Cutting holes in us all 
Checking stains in the stalls 
Getting season box seats for the fall 

With their challenge 
To the too weak to fight 
Leave them shaking 
With their faces drained white 
Shooting red glare 
In the dawn's early light 
Knocking doors in the night 
Flush them out, they'll get picked off in flight 

Angel gel it awhile 
And take some appropriate notice 
Before all the numbers are in 
Saint Michael you don't need one more win 

Who's that little pile of smiles? 
Get away thank you I don't need a tax audit 
I haven't made one ha ha half dollar all year 
I'm a man in the clear 
Who does not need company here 

Must be old heathen Ed 
In a rail stop gin bag rain tarp 
Nobody bother me spree 
Comic relief pee sprays down his knee 
I know kids about three 
More goddamn impressive than me 

Boards and tin and empties of gin 
And god only knows how many holes he's been in 
Saint Michael you don't need one more win 

Captain Jim throws the prime directive out 
For the umpteenth time 
It's habit for him now 
Reeling wild from the stern to the bow 
With T'Pring and T'Pau 
I know why they call a starship 'she' now 

Volunteers the man needs volunteers 
It's a special mission for a special deputy 
Up jump an eager pup saying 
Put in put in put in put in put in put in put in 
Put in a good word for me 

Oh no master my teeth aren't to chatter 
That's just them dry bone crack down 
Right down under the skin 
Saint Michael you don't need one more win