Innocent Man

You picked up a guitar and sang You've got both of your mother's long hands Your fingers will reach in the words that you preach Oh reach far in an innocent land Now you're thinkin' of starting a band Your mother's already a fan But as soon as you blink, you'll get lost in your drink And then [?] an innocent man Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh But [?] your head And you imagine all kinds of death And you slit open his throat with the blood on his coat Oh, he looks just like an innocent man So you thought you might visit your parents And get away from the troubles at hand But the sun setting [?] your fate Will they believe you're an innocent man? Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh