13th Century Boy The Dead Milkmen

[Verse 1]
Illiterate peasants crowdin' in on me
I feel like an island in a dirty sea
Feels like I'm living in the 13th century

[Chorus 1]
The world now, it hurdles
It’s all booted
We wander in circles
All Spurred
Spreading the word is our mission
God will recognize his children

[Verse 2]
Legless beggars line the streets
Digging in the garbage for something to eat
Feels like I'm living in the 13th century

[Chorus 2]
The devils on the corner
The martyrs in flames
Cows, Pigs, wars and witches
It all seems the same
The Saints in the garden
The stench of decay
The bodies in ditches
They all scream my name