She puts me in her mouth Holds me in her hands I'm smoking a cigarette, ash on her back Here we go again There's something dying In this world It's a long time coming Since before I was born A tornado, a hurricane A crouching angry panther bleeding in the corner It's hard to explain I'm haunted I'm haunted I'm haunted everywhere I go I'm haunted I'm haunted Son of Mary, Son of Joe On a cross hang my sins On the body of a Man innocent And I see that cross, that Man, my sin In the shape of her back, in the curve of her hips I'm haunted I'm haunted I'm haunted everywhere I go I'm haunted I'm haunted Son of Mary, Son of Joe She's on her knees, but I ain't I'm off in the clouds I'm in the sky, yeah, man I'm in outer space She wipes off her mouth She stands to her feet She looks me in the eyes But we don't speak He's standing in the corner And He pours us a drink And He looks me in the eyes But we don't speak I'm haunted I'm haunted I'm haunted everywhere I go I'm haunted I'm haunted Son of Mary, Son of Joe I'm haunted I'm haunted I'm haunted everywhere I go I'm haunted I'm haunted Son of Mary, Son of Joe