genesis hall

Lyrics

my father he rides with your sheriffs, and i know he would never mean harm, but to see both sides of a quarrel, is to judge without haste or alarm, oh, oh, helpless and slow, and you don't have anywhere to go, you take away homes from the homeless, and leave them to die in the cold, the gypsy who begs for your presents, he will laugh in your face when you're old, oh, oh, helpless and slow, and you don't have anywhere to go, well one man he drinks up his whiskey, another he drinks up his wine, and they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate, for those of a different kind, oh, oh, helpless and slow, and you don't have anywhere to go, when the rivers run thicker than trouble, i'll be there at your side in the flood, t'was all i could do to keep myself, from taking revenge on your blood, oh, oh, helpless and slow, and you don't have anywhere to go, oh, oh, helpless and slow, and you don't have anywhere to go