Like bubbles bursting on a baby’s breath,
Honey I’ll take the risk of you.
It’s like jumping off a waterfall,
It don’t take too long to see.
That where you’re going
It’s where I’ve been,
I’ll try to show you them holes
And let’s all go down to Turkey Town,
Gobble up friend but don’t let your feet touch the ground, in this town,
And It’s a catchin’ a ride up to Pigeon Point,
Where the lovin’s wild and the wind smells like a joint,
In the morning,
If I’m still there,
Be sure to show me the road.
Old Christ he was meant to take a fall,
But he walked on water till it was time to go.
So by his side I’ll drink some wine,
Watch him wash the wicked with Angel wings and cry.
He said, “Where you’re going, it’s where I’ve been,
I’ll try to show you them holes,
He said, “Where you’re going, it’s where I’ve been,
And by God I’ll show you some holes.