Do God Wop

11/3/05 NOTE: I'm starting 3 minutes in, after the agonizingly long instrumental intro. Also, I'm only including the harmony vocals that don't conflict (chord-wise) with Thorton's vocals. It's less complicated that way, believe me. My bones are starting to show thru My eyes are dark and hollow It's all because I'm missing you It's getting hard for me to swallow If magic doesn't really come Why did you say it did If it's just a fantasy for some What do I tell the kids (Rest is Spoken) Ah Dear God I come to you in all humbilitude (humbilitude) As a representative of the children (daddy, daddyyyyyy) Yes they're the ones who aksed me to come to you And talk to you about this particular subject That subject being that little saying you gave us when we were in Bible school At Camp Tanico Aks (aks) and ye shall receive (take it take it ooh) Now what we aksed for was Can you please just tell us what the fuck's goin' on (what the fuck's goin' on) Does magic really come? I don't be irreverent or anything like that I wouldn't dare would I? But see I'm standing here at Dub Vallard's Frostee Freeze At the corner of Highway 67 and Salinburger Street The home of a lovely girl with a poodle haircut named Cindy To whom I gave one cleat, a football cleat (hit 'em again harder) Because I could't afford the 15 that the doctors' sons could (for you) You see, we're kinda lost out here GOd I've got this fucking snowcone in my hand, and it's dripping down (drip drip drip) And we're wonderin' since you're kinda the doctor of the universe Could ya give us a little cream or somethin' for that (cream doctor) Could ya just help us out a smidgin Kinda lookin' for a clue (just a clue) I mean not in the mystery sense Not in the Humphrey Bogart sense But just in the sense that We wanna know what to do When we wake up in the morning and our heart is beating out of our fucking chest And it hurts