Doesn´t anybody feel
That all these killers should be killed
And all these healers should be healed
So all these beggers can be filled

And Now tell me why am I to lie
If I´m holding firm and feel the right
to lie beside this dog of mine
And let that perverted thought really run through my mind
Oooo my mind...

Ahhh ooo ahh x4

I´d scrape my toes across the floor
This day´s the same as those before
And though inside I´m feeling giddy
Always wrong for never giving myself an uninvaded door

So now I´ll take a little glue
I´ll put together a new glittered room for view
So I can start sitting so pretty

Instead of sitting here not seein´ clear
Just sitting here not thinkin´..
No things ain´t fittin´ here

Ahhh ooo ahh x4

Now I´ll just lay my head down beside this God of mine
And let that perverted thought burn a hole in my mind
Oh And if I can´t lay my head beside this God of mine
Oh then Maybe the Hunter´s dog called God
Could be my friend in time