Hold Your Mud Lyrics

When darkness falls and the fear comes out
And your soul's at risk don't dare to shout

Hold your mud... hold your mud

When your lover screams that you're a fool
And you start to tremble and drip that drool

Hold your mud... hold your mud

Oh sweet Jesus what's the use? Of living right such abuse...

Hold your mud... hold your mud

When you're out scrounging for your next meal
And a busker asks "well how does it feel?"

Hold your mud... hold your mud... hold your mud... hold your mud