• Float On
  • Dashboard
  • The World at Large
  • Ocean Breathes Salty
  • The View
  • Bukowski
  • Missed the Boat
  • Bury Me With It
  • The Good Times Are Killing Me
  • Fire It Up
  • Satin in a Coffin
  • One Chance
  • Dance Hall
  • Black Cadillacs
  • Blame It On The Tetons
  • 3rd Planet
  • Gravity Rides Everything
  • March Into the Sea
  • Paper Thin Walls
  • Little Motel
  • This Devil's Workday
  • Florida
  • Interlude (Milo)
  • We've Got Everything
  • Parting of the Sensory
  • Education
  • Dark Center of the Universe
  • People as Places as People
  • Fly Trapped in a Jar
  • I Came as a Rat
  • Spitting Venom
  • Wild Packs of Family Dogs
  • A Different City
  • Steam Engenius
  • Alone Down There
  • Perfect Disguise
  • Dramamine
  • Invisible
  • Tiny Cities Made of Ashes
  • The Cold Part
  • Lives
  • The Stars Are Projectors
  • What People Are Made Of
  • Life Like Weeds
  • Heart Cooks Brain
  • Trailer Trash
  • Doin' the Cockroach
  • Bankrupt on Selling
  • Polar Opposites
  • Lampshades on Fire

Woke up this morning and it seemed to me
That every night turns out to be
A little more like Bukowski
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read

But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?

Well we sat on the edge of the river
The crowd screamed, 'Sacrifice the liver'
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver
So tell me now why, you'll tell me never

Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Well see what you wanna see, you should see it all
Well take what you want from me, you deserve it all
Nine times out of ten, our hearts just get dissolved
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall
But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall
Here we go

If God controls the land and disease
Keeps a watchful eye on me
If He's really so damn Mighty
My problem is I can't see

Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Evil home stereo
What good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah, I know
What good curves can you throw?

Well all that icing and all that cake
I can't make it to your wedding
But I'm sure I'll be at your wake
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in circles that day
When you get to the point
Make sure that I'm still awake, ok?

Went to bed and didn't see
Why every day turns out to be
A little bit more like Bukowski
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read

But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
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