Lyrics God In Wilson - Dijon

Jimmy asks a lot of questions
Some are heavy, some are less than
And he can holler like a preacher when he's mad
There's a good one underneath our bed
And I do not mind having him around sometimes

And Helen is a good dancer
She can move just like she's hexed
I like to watch her spin 'round and 'round
Sweat dripping down her neck
And I do quite like imagining things sometimes

Well I heard a tale that the good Lord gives and He takes
He speaks in fires and earthquakes
And I got all these terrible things in my head
Wonder what He thinks about them

Would you be my eyes
Pay for one more drink, and I'll give you a ride
Can't you stay?
Ah, baby, can't you stay?
Well, I know it's getting late
Parked outside
Hang for a while
I'll give you a ride, if you stay with me