MOG

And washed the dirt off our intentions
I don't know, but I've been told

I came as ice, I came as a whore

It takes more time to make a fake
It takes a long time, but God dies too
Walkin' around in my own bare feet
I came as dirt and I came as its price
Stayed awake, took a nap
I came as a call, I came as flat
I came clean and I came as a rat

Well, I don't know, but I been told
We night swam down in the lake
I do not need you to tell me that I am not a cat

Got myself my bottles back
I caught a ride, we caught some air
I'm breakin' them out on the street
But not before he'll stick it to you
It takes a long time, but God dies too
I came as advice that came too short

I came as flowers, I came as nice
I came as gold, I came as crap

Prattled on 'bout bad inventions
He's never gonna cut his hair
I came too soon so I came back
But not before he'll stick it to you
You'll never die and you'll never grow old