Lyrics Bukowski (Congleton/Godbey remix) - Modest Mouse

Woke up this morning, it seemed to me that every night 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?
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 goes 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, well, 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'm gonna 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?
I 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?
(I fucked up the last line)