The White Buffalo
Where Is Your Savior
The night is short
As the day is long
Coming home from work
Under a dying sun

Yeah, I got a job
Not one, but two
Just trying to make a living
And bring it home to you

Where is your savior?
He ain't in the clouds
He ain't on vacation
He's coming home now

He's got pain in his pockets
Just like his daddy do
Got no money for the market
For me and you

So mamma's gotta work
She's got her head on strong
She's always undercover
Right or wrong

Where is your savior?
She ain't in the clouds
She ain't in the heavens
She ain't making you proud