Artist：modest mouse

Songs Title：bukowski

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