Godeatgod

Dear God, "Do you want to tear your knuckles down

And hold yourself?"

Dear God, "Can you climb up that tree

Meat in the shape of a T?"Dear God, the paper says you were the King

In the black limousine

Dear John and all the King's men

Can't put your head together againBefore the bullets, before the flies

Before authorities take out my eyes

The only smiling are you dolls that I made

But you are plastic, so are your brainsDear God, the sky is as blue

As a gunshot wound

Dear God, if you were alive

You know, we'd kill you