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  1. Talking to God

From the recording Funeral Guns

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Lyrics

My band drove off in the van
While I was talking to God in the bathroom
his advice was not very wise
he just washed off my feet in the toilet

Well I don’t know what I don’t know
and I don’t know nothing

I was first light in her day
that innocent spark that built her world
But my dentist says it’s a loss
and when I choose not to floss Satan wins

Well I don’t know what I don’t know
and I don’t know nothing

I’ve worn this heart on my sleeve
since I was conceived back in June
My blood has poisoned the ink
and I’m beginning to sink into my doom

Well I don’t know what I don’t know
and I don’t know nothing

I prayed over my daddy’s grave
that the devil would take me home

Lyrics by B. Hoshaw