Corrosion Of Conformity

When I was young some wise fool told me
Live and learn but nothing comes for free
So I did what I could when I was able
To keep the truth away from my table
Young blood creepin' what you need
Wiseblood shake 'em down to his knees, guaranteed
Well I never walked I just learned to fly
Heaven or high was the way I stayed alive
I've seen them devils pound our bible
You saints and sinners are both my rival
Young blood creepin' what you need