Ain't nothin' gonna to break my stride
Nobody's gonna slow me down, oh-no
I got to keep on movin'
Ain't nothin' gonna break my stride
I'm running and I won't touch ground
Oh-no, I got to keep on movin'
Look at me and answer truthful now
Did you drink that last spoonful down?
She drinks from the bitter cup
I'm trying to get her to give it up
Oh, lord what have we become?
We're not fooling anyone
There is a blood red circle
on the cold dark ground and the rain is falling down the church doors thrown open
I can hear the organ's song
but the congregations gone