Prodigal Song

Everyday I wake up I see footprints on the ceiling
Didn’t realize they come from me
All we ever wanted here was something to believe in
Heaven’s closed down, Mecca’s obsolete
Well it’s a hallelujah day
And I’m a Walther P.P.K
If I told you my story man you wouldn’t believe it
'cos the things I’ve seen and do are hard to perceive
And so I’ll stop my talking now and draw back the curtain
Only thing you’re finding out
Nothing’s for certain
Nothing’s for certain
Watching my head spin round
She’s watching my head spin round
She’s watching my head
She’s watching my head spin round
It can’t be that easy sharing someone with a demon
Go and find yourself out on the street
No smoke without fire they say, now Adam’s burning Eden
Nothing ever turns out like it seems
Well is a hallelujah day
And I’m Walther P.P.K
If I told you my story man you wouldn’t believe it
'cos the things I’ve seen and done are hard to perceive
And so I’ll stop my talking now and draw back the curtain
Only thing you finding out
Nothing’s for certain
Nothing’s for certain
Watching my head spin round
Watching my head spin round
She’s watching my head spin round
She’s watching my head spin round
She’s Watching my head
Watching my head
Watching my head spin round