These forty days...   Shut up and walk away   Jesus are you there   You can ride shotgun   And choose the station   Keep me safe, keep me safe long enough   These forty days, this is my desert   Shut up and walk away   My heals all ablaze   Just like my tongue   Use my casket for shade   Use your blood to quench my thirst   These forty days, this is my desert   Shut up and walk away   Take that cross you bear, and give it to me   Take that crown of thorns and rip it apart   No, no, no, no   These forty days, this is my desert