Modest Mouse Lyrics
"Bukowski"

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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
One time out of ten, everything goes 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 see,

Well who'd wanna be?
Who'd wanna be such a control freak?
Who'd wanna be?
Who'd 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, 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?
This song is from the album "Good News For People Who Love Bad News".