The Choir - Car, Cont. lyrics

(Better be getting my good side) It's not a blue van that I drive Coast to coast and still alive People cheer when I arrive It's not a blue van that I drive It's not a cold room where I sleep Ten feet wide, eleven feet deep Pray the Lord my soul to keep It's not a cold room where I sleep It's not a bright wig on his head A little devil, one man has said Just because his hair is red It's not a bright wig on his head It's not a lost world where I play Spins around once every day Children wonder and wise men sway It's not a lost world where I play It's not a black heart where I feel Wicked schemes I may conceal Washed in blood each time I kneel It's not a black heart where I feel