Today is looking pretty gray I got no work, I got no pay I'm lying on the floor With my ear to the door Wishing you were here Wishing there was more I think about you The time that we lose I think about the end I think about my tomb Been playing with a beast Instead of praying to the Lord Bring me to the feast I'll still eat more And it won't be sunny Until I get my way Let you lick me like honey If you can sell my name Been playing with a beast Instead of praying to the Lord Bring me to the feast I still need more And it won't be sunny And I won't be saved But you can lick me like honey If you can sell my grave Today is looking pretty gray I got no work, I got no pay I'm lying on the floor With my ear to the door Wishing you were here Wishing there was more