I'd send you a rain god of painted balsa wood.    It's only regular, it won't matter none.    I'd rather a real god, who pushes buttons well.    I'd rather run it like a Corleone.    I'd run it well.    When in hell, when in hell do as the hellions do.    I think that I can learn I wouldn't bet my life.    I think that I can learn but don't hold your breath.    I think that I can learn if I try real hard.    I think that I can learn, what a wierd idea.    Always in trouble for taking hand-outs and patting Jesus on his jelly roll.    Now the "L" train keeps track of turmoil.    I'll put a pistol where the whore had a hold.    I'd run it well. I'd run it well. When in hell, when in hell do as the hellions do.    I think that I can learn I have never tried.    I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say?    I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say?    I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say?    I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say?