And if the good Lord's truly looking down on me
why didn't he give me the numbers for the lottery?

it jusr proves to me that he's really a she and I must
have done something wrong,

if we're all reading from the same sheet
tell me the name of the song?
see!
we ain't are we?

I am already ready for bed
can't get the fog to lift
think I'll just sink or
sink into thinking
thoughts goung round
in my head.

'What time is it', said the wolf
ROADKILL! said I,
because we're all going back
to the wild.