Dear God do you want to tear your knuckles down
  And hold yourself
    Dear God can you climb up that tree
  Mean in the shape of a "T"
    Dear God the paper says you were the King
  In the black limousine
    Dear John and all the King's men
  Can't put your head together again
    Before rhe bullets
  Before the flies
  Before authorities take out my eyes
  The only smiling are you dolls that I made
  But you are plastic and so are your brains
    Dear God the sky is as blue
  As a gunshot wound
    Dear God if you were alive
  You know we'd kill you
    Before rhe bullets
  Before the flies
  Before authorities take out my eyes
  The only smiling are you dolls that I made
  But you are plastic and so are your brains