[SHACK MAN]
God makes me nervous when I hear him knockin'
God and his knocking hand, it make me quiver
I don't expect much here but I expect to shiver from God
I don't expect much in this life where I'm at
I don't expect a sliver of good from this God
No, I don't expect a sliver of good from this God
I expect this God will knock me out and take me away out back
Beat me with his conk-stick
Take me away from this shack
Take me to a place dirtier
Take me to a place where evil has a hold
Take me from all the comfort I've had
Somewhere sadder than this
Empty and cold
He'll spit God juice in my mouth
[BEARDO]
Spit God juice in your mouth
[SHACK MAN]
Hold me down and spit God juice in my mouth
God makes me nervous when I hear him knockin'
God and his knocking hand, it make me quiver
I don't expect much here but I expect to shiver from God
I don't expect much in this life where I'm at
I don't expect a sliver of good from this God
No, I don't expect a sliver of good from this God
I expect this God will knock me out and take me away out back
Beat me with his conk-stick
Take me away from this shack
Take me to a place dirtier
Take me to a place where evil has a hold
Take me from all the comfort I've had
Somewhere sadder than this
Empty and cold
He'll spit God juice in my mouth
[BEARDO]
Spit God juice in your mouth
[SHACK MAN]
Hold me down and spit God juice in my mouth
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