Smudge Lyrics - King's X

Ever since I was a little baby 

Had the devil on my mind 

Two dimensional Satan on the wall 

And the thread would start to wind 

Hold me closer 

Move aside Mr. Wilson 

Please move aside 

In the sand the circle getting bigger 

Till it all gets out of hand 

On the mountain.. let go of the angel 

And to my mom I ran 

Hold me closer 

Any day.. yesterday.. there's tomorrow to say 

Let's forget it anyway 

Can you try to understand... 

What's this mark upon my hand 

My nose was held shut and my mouth open 

With a spoon shoved down my throat 

One little piggy walking with a pumpkin 

And a mustard headed goat 

Hold me closer 

Please move aside Mr. Wilson 

Would you please move aside 

Hey Betty May, it's summertime in Jersey 

Don't you know the kids will freeze 

Please don't pop your eyes out for me deary 

Cause the man behind you sees 

Hold me closer 

Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say 

Let's forget it anyway 

Can you try to understand... 

What's this mark upon my hand? 

At the bottom of a box of five black markers 

Is a buried Swedish pen 

If at Thanksgiving... if you want to see me 

Then you better be my kin 

Hold me closer 

For the love of god, Mr. Wilson 

For the love of god 

Anyday... yesterday... there's tomorrow to say 

Let's forget it anyway 

Can you try to understand 

What's this mark upon my hand 

Would you sing a song for me 

'Cause I broke your rosary