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?