The Sly Digs - St George lyrics

Seems my life was running circles Inside a big square state Drowning, three hundred miles From a Great Salt Lake Just give me something to wait for And to this very day In some ambitious way I keep on searching for a saint In these latter days Lord knows I couldn't find one back in the day And just what was George a saint of? Now I'm so far from St. George And far from a saint Oh so far from Utah In so many ways Who'll find a way for A heathen boy trying to stay alive? Lord knows I'd pray for Anywhere beyond the four three five I knew that town was just fallout From nineteen fifty three Not even Moses could begin To part that red neck sea I knew there was no one to wait for And to this very day In some ambitious way I keep on searching for a saint In these latter days Lord knows I couldn't find one back in the day And just what was George a saint of? Now I'm so far from St. George And far from a saint Oh so far from Utah In so many ways Who'll find a way for A heathen boy trying to stay alive? Lord knows I'd pray for Anywhere beyond the four three five Who'll make a way for A heathen boy trying to stay alive? Brigham make way for A young heathen trying to stay alive Now I'm so far from St. George And far from a saint Oh so far from Utah In so many ways