Just another day in a life of a hound,Just another day in a world hell-bound,Just another thought in this soul profound,Just another game in Hell's Playground.
Choking on your sins in the sandbox,Weeping for the Lord as they throw rocks,Crudely persecuted like George Fox,Because a cow doesn't yoke with a cold ox.
Sparring the demons on the monkey bars,Under the moonlight of the unlit stars,While Satan smokes his old cigars,Watching the world plunge into wars.
As the crows and ravens begin to sing,As the people laugh at their fallen king,As Satan stands and unfolds his wing,Unaware that love follows suffering.
Crawling your way up to the street,
Your blood staining the concrete,
As you arise slowly to your feet,
Crossing the line, you had him beat.
Welcome to the Golden Streets,Welcome to the Golden Streets,Because in God,No one competes.
