They laid him down on an old piece of tree

Stuck him with nails so he couldn’t be free

People walking that long pilgrim road

Christian, atheists, Pontius Pilate , and old gunner Joe

Walking a road that was once seldom seen

Now just another Once upon a time in the old Spanish scene

Theres Sharon Tate, old Spencer Tracey , Kate , and hustler Paul

The devils

Gone on a mission left my note in her purse

Not coming back till I rid myself this hurt

Damascus is destroyed , Rome is in collapse ,

All the Kings men are in for a fall

There’s blood on the road, there’s blood in the hall,

People are walking that old pilgrim way

Got their I pads and credit cards ready to pay

It’s tough being a pilgrim on the road of the bored

So much for the wealthy and fuck those filthy poor

I’m doing it for my certificate at the end of the day

Just to say I walked it , you can’t take that away ,

Not doing it for God, not doing it for Jesus ,

Not doing it for mama or some crazy dream

Not doing it for holy

Not doing it for folly

There was a man on the hill they nailed him good

Till his blood bled right through the

Wood.