[Intro: henhouse!]
(Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself)
(This is one of those times)
(I’m hoping that maybe in recording this I won't fucking explode)
[Verse 1: underscores]
I can't believe it’s not God
My God lives somewhere in the south of Europe
Sightseeing with His favorite son
I've existed for five hundred years
And now I'm waist-high in murderer's blood
This stink won't come off, it won't come off
And no one knows about it at all so I guess it's not your fault
(Good luck)
[Chorus: underscores, henhouse!]
Geez Louise
He's just like me, she’s just like me, they’re just like mе, damnit
Geez Louise
He's just like mе, she’s just like me, they're just like me, God damnit
[Verse 2: henhouse!]
You're telling me that it's my responsibility to dig these roots after ages of attack?
You’re telling me that I'm wasting all my energy?
Better catch-up, girly, you won't find love like that
This isn't a game I'd be happy to play
You gave yourself a head start
(give yourself a head start)
Life seems to work in mysterious ways, but how's that my fault?
(How's that my—)
(Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself)
(This is one of those times)
(I’m hoping that maybe in recording this I won't fucking explode)
[Verse 1: underscores]
I can't believe it’s not God
My God lives somewhere in the south of Europe
Sightseeing with His favorite son
I've existed for five hundred years
And now I'm waist-high in murderer's blood
This stink won't come off, it won't come off
And no one knows about it at all so I guess it's not your fault
(Good luck)
[Chorus: underscores, henhouse!]
Geez Louise
He's just like me, she’s just like me, they’re just like mе, damnit
Geez Louise
He's just like mе, she’s just like me, they're just like me, God damnit
[Verse 2: henhouse!]
You're telling me that it's my responsibility to dig these roots after ages of attack?
You’re telling me that I'm wasting all my energy?
Better catch-up, girly, you won't find love like that
This isn't a game I'd be happy to play
You gave yourself a head start
(give yourself a head start)
Life seems to work in mysterious ways, but how's that my fault?
(How's that my—)
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