I am 'The Bullgod', I am free
An' I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm gonna get you
I see through you
I'm gonna get youI'm like a train, I roll hard lettin' off much steam
In the Carhart flannel an' dusty jeans, baby
I never was cool with James Dean
But I be hangin' tough with my man, Jim BeamI swing low like a chimp
Back in '86, man, I was seein' a shrink
But now I'm humble an' I can only think
About New Orleans an' those jumbo shrimpSo ask no questions an' I'll tell no lies
I got big ol' pupils an' blood shot eyes
I'm on the brink, if you know what I mean
An' a twelve step program couldn't keep me clean'Cause I'm 'The Bullgod', you understand
The illegitimate Son of Man
The T O P to the D O G
Or the P O T to the G O DAn' I'm trippin'
Said, I'm trippin'I am 'The Bullgod', I am free
An' I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm gonna get you
I see through you
I'm gonna get youA lotta people poke fun an' that's alright
But when I start pokin' back, they get all uptight
You can't cap with the master, son
So sit your ass down 'fore I blast ya one'Cause I'm so greasy you can call me 'Mud'
An' I feel a little Hank runnin' through my blood
I wanna flood the world with my twisted thoughts
You can bet all day but I can't be boughtBreak it up, let's tie one on
I gotta get set to go an' cut the lawn
So I grab my Walkman but before I cut
I go behind the garage an' fire it up'Cause I'm 'The Bullgod', you understand
The illegitimate Son of Man
The T O P to the D O G
Or the P O T to the G O DAn' I'm trippin'
Said, I'm trippin'I am 'The Bullgod', I am free
An' I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm forsaken, yeahYou ain't nothin'Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on, get 'em up
Come on, get 'em up
Come on, get 'em upI am 'The Bullgod', I am free
An' I feed on all that is forsaken
I am 'The Bullgod', I am free
An' I feed on all that isI get a feelin' of peace, from a low slow high
As I sit in my chair an' watch life go by
These thoughts I have, I can't mold to sense
Through the forest of my mind, they're all past tenseBorn an' raised in the outer lands
An' at times you can say I'm outta hand
I'm in a band of gypsies, we're on the run
Every time that paper hits my tongueAn' sometimes it seems so odd
When my veins are poppin' an' I'm on the nod
I am 'The Bullgod', you understand
An' here in my head is my master planI'm gonna get you
I see through you
I'm gonna get you
I see through you