Through The Hole

Through The Hole - The Boyd Rice Experience

Written by：Dad Horse Ottn

I was born when they tapped on the moon

I knew no innocence no golden spoon

With less worth for a place in the rat race

Desperate smile in my fat mama's sad face

For some substance I left my home town

I went away just out of tune

I fell down on my feet

I felt so incomplete

I just found a hole

At the bottom of my soul

Played my four string day in and day out

Became a banjo pop star all about

Seven cars and diamond rings

Friend and girls and all such things

I could not stand to be alone

But no heart in the crowd just booze in the jar

No crowd anymore when money ran out so far

I fell down on my face

I fell through the space

I fell throgh the hole

At the bottom of my soul

I went crazy all sh*t hit the fan

Lost my name well I killed a man

Burned out mind and a heart full of beer

My bed for night it was shame it was fear

But then one morning a flickering light

In the rain from the right well it hit my eyes

And I realized it must be

A loving god or some stuff like that and then

I fell down on my knees

Lord please end this misery

He pulled me through the hole

At the bottom of my soul

So you people listen carefully

A soul in holes that is no tragedy

If it ever happens to your soul

Don't waste your time trying to fill the hole

'Cause if the hole is really deep enough

It well be a subway for your loving God

It well be a subway for his grace

And he'll pull you through

So fall down on your knees

May Lord end your misery

He will pull you through the hole

At the bottom of your soul

Bottom bottom bottom of your soul

Bottom bottom bottom there is a hole

Bottom bottom bottom there is a hole

At the bottom of your soul

But the Lord he will pull you through

The Lord the Lord he will pull you through