Lyrics: She fed me pictures, better than scriptures She read to me scriptures, better than pictures She read to me scriptures, I got me a picture And I dreamed away
I'm never gonna be an Onan You never gonna be Tamar I can feel the heat of your little darts Begging me to stay
It's how I got saved So don't be afraid Of the wild son
Don't be afraid
Hey, I'm your pitcher and you're my catcher If you get butcher then I'ma gonna getcha And I'm-a gonna betcha that I'll be bitcher And get carried away
Here I am alone and Waiting for another day I can hear the beating of my sacred parts It never goes away
It's how I got saved So don't be afraid Of the wild son