Some people really like Batman
But I'd rather be getting drunk and getting fat man
Bottles of whiskey in my arms so somebody spread the alarm
Put a signal in the sky for my self-harm
Other people really like their prophets
But religion's really only there for the profit
Secondhand smoke and coughin' all the way to my lonely coffin
How many gods must I be double crossin'?
F*ck me in the ass, I just like to smoke my grass
Just leave me here to watch all of my time pass
With a head up in the clouds so I can take a look around
Since there's no sound of all of your bullshit from above
Dream big or go home is what they said
So I drink binge and go home to get some rest
There's no difference in the daydream or the day drink gets me thinkin'
Do you think Batman ever had this feelin'?
Far out is the direction that I'm headed
But I got spun around and I got redirected
Now I've fallen in the pit I dug convinced that I'm the shit
But what's important is this never was intended
So let's thank the Lord above for showing anything but love
Seems everything that goes is getting tough
And if he can't hold my hand and help me to understand
Then I'll just distract myself with the drinking and the drugs
Jo Christ - Guano Lyrics
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Some people really like Batman
But I'd rather be getting drunk and getting fat man
Bottles of whiskey in my arms so somebody spread the alarm
Put a signal in the sky for my self-harm
Other people really like their prophets
But religion's really only there for the profit
Secondhand smoke and coughin' all the way to my lonely coffin
How many gods must I be double crossin'?
F*ck me in the ass, I just like to smoke my grass
Just leave me here to watch all of my time pass
With a head up in the clouds so I can take a look around
Since there's no sound of all of your bullshit from above
Dream big or go home is what they said
So I drink binge and go home to get some rest
There's no difference in the daydream or the day drink gets me thinkin'
Do you think Batman ever had this feelin'?
Far out is the direction that I'm headed
But I got spun around and I got redirected
Now I've fallen in the pit I dug convinced that I'm the shit
But what's important is this never was intended
So let's thank the Lord above for showing anything but love
Seems everything that goes is getting tough
And if he can't hold my hand and help me to understand
Then I'll just distract myself with the drinking and the drugs
But I'd rather be getting drunk and getting fat man
Bottles of whiskey in my arms so somebody spread the alarm
Put a signal in the sky for my self-harm
Other people really like their prophets
But religion's really only there for the profit
Secondhand smoke and coughin' all the way to my lonely coffin
How many gods must I be double crossin'?
F*ck me in the ass, I just like to smoke my grass
Just leave me here to watch all of my time pass
With a head up in the clouds so I can take a look around
Since there's no sound of all of your bullshit from above
Dream big or go home is what they said
So I drink binge and go home to get some rest
There's no difference in the daydream or the day drink gets me thinkin'
Do you think Batman ever had this feelin'?
Far out is the direction that I'm headed
But I got spun around and I got redirected
Now I've fallen in the pit I dug convinced that I'm the shit
But what's important is this never was intended
So let's thank the Lord above for showing anything but love
Seems everything that goes is getting tough
And if he can't hold my hand and help me to understand
Then I'll just distract myself with the drinking and the drugs
Writer: Josiah McGee
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