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God's Eyes

The rock star
took my seat
at the bar stool
wearing fur


If she told you about
 the angels in my hallway
I'm in trouble
 that's a joke
but that's how he sings

too perfectly
Beautiful
 can be boring
 
So I cut a line
between my eyes
I left my heart over the fire
I left the ashes in the wind
to sing again
 sing again
 
 The child's got a crooked eye
taped down ears
  a beautiful smile
He's obsessive
I wonder why, I wonder why


If you think
you've had it rough in life
think again
or is pain the same
no matter where you get it


Morality's child
Born wild
 
 Nobody's perfect
except for me


You can take those words
  you can twist them
to mean anything


Because everybody's perfect
in god's eyes


God, he had a crooked eye as a child
popped out with a sneeze
 
No, you're not bored man
You're just boring


Little angel
 
The child's got a crooked eye
taped down ears
 a beautiful smile
He's obsessive
I wonder why, I wonder why


If you think
you've had it rough in life
 think again
or is pain the same
Hey man, where'd you get it

Where'd you get yours
I'll tell you where I got mine
Where'd you get yours
I'll tell you where I got mine


Child