I’ve seen you on the side of the road
Lined your pockets with pills
But the powder bag, he can hold a grudge
With your head, heart, stomach and lungs

You had a dragon to chase
Spread out, blood on your face
And you’re oh so ungratefully dead
Your sister is crying, your mother looks cold
You can follow your father to bed

On and on, I’ve never been here before
Hail Jerry, full of grace

Please seat yourself, usher of the times
Won’t recognize you
Please seat yourself, usher of the times
Won’t recognize you

I’ve seen you on the side of the road
Lined your pockets with pills
But the powder bag, he can hold a grudge
With your head, heart, stomach and lungs

So it goes...
Please seat yourself, usher of the times
Won’t recognize you
Please seat yourself, usher of the times
Won’t recognize you