Knocking, knocking, who is there? Waiting, waiting, O how fair! ‘Tis a Pilgrim, strange and kingly Never such was seen before Knocking, knocking, still He’s there Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair But the door is hard to open For the weeds and Ivy vine Into the last good fight I’ll never know I live and die on this day Save me! you motherfucker absentee! Either kill me or take me as I am because I’ll be damned if I ever change There’s no god, nature sufficeth unto herself Knocking, knocking, who is there? Waiting, waiting, O how fair! ‘Tis a Pilgrim, strange and kingly Never such was seen before Knocking, knocking, still he’s there Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair But the door is hard to open For the weeds and Ivy vine