Hey hey hey you're not wearing any red today
So he got mad and said "you say the same thing every day"
You always make comments about what I, what I wear
So I got mad and pretended that I didn't care
I wrote a comic and I didn't talk to him anymore
(I didn't talk to him anymore)
One day I wake up and say
My god what did I see in him?
My god what did I see in the byways
The magistrates rushing around
My god by my god
Flying my body on a pair of wings of paper mache
Spray paint in the restrooms and by god my hair is turning grey
Flexing my muscles at the fair, God is watching on
Sometimes I use the name given by my mom
And there's too many people here, why don't you get your own god
(Why don't you get your own god)
One day I wake up and say
My god what did I see in him?
My god what did I see in the byways
The magistrates rushing around
My god by my god
My mind is doing fine on its own
Precocious indie lyrics I know
Oh oh oh oh oh
One day I wake up and say
My god what did I see in him?
My god what did I see in the byways
The magistrates rushing around
My god by my god
One day I wake up and say
My god what did I see in him?
My god what did I see in the byways
The magistrates rushing around
My god by my god