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I know this guy, he comes here
From time to time, he buys a beer
And I don’t know why, he comes here
I suppose he’s got problems or something he wants to disappear
He hates his life, he hates his job
He hates his wife, he even hates his dog!
And I don’t know why, he hates his dog
Maybe he’s dyslexic or something and got it mixed up with God!
He hates everything, that he has become
He hates everything, that he hasn’t done
And now I know why, he comes here
He don’t say nothing man, he shouts it loud and clear!
He says,
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You get such a kick, out of my tragedy
I forgot about you so don’t you worry…
About me
I know this girl, she works here
She’s always high, but her mind stays clear
And I don’t know why, she’s working here
You know she’s got a degree in economics or something?
She’s getting it out, for two bucks a pop
The old men gather around, and stare at her lot
And I don’t know why, she works here
I suppose all those two bucks must really add up to a lot!
She says she got debts, that she’s paying off
But I know deep down, it secretly gets her off
And now I know why, she’s working here
She don’t say nothing man, she shouts it loud and clear!
She says,
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You smote me once around the old apple tree
I forgot about you, so don’t you worry about me
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You get such a kick out of my tragedy
I forgot about you, so don’t you worry
About me
So this guy Adam, and this girl Eve
They decided that they should, get together
And old Adam, well he’s thinking with his muscle
But that girl Eve, you know she’s out for the hustle
So old Adam, you know he turns to Eve
And he says I’m sick of this guy always bothering me
I want to get out of here baby, what do you think?
And Eve says, sure honey… buy me a drink!
So they sit down, and they have a chat
And they talk about this, and they talk about that
And old Adam says, c’mon! Let’s get out of here honey
And Eve says, sure baby, show me the money! Ha!
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You get such a kick out of my tragedy
I forgot about you, so don’t you worry, don’t you worry
About me!
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your demagogueraphy!
You get such a kick out of our tragedy
I forgot about you, don’t you worry, don’t you worry about me
I don’t need you anyway, we’re doing fine these days
Don’t you worry, don’t you worry about me
Hey God!
I know this guy, he comes here
From time to time, he buys a beer
And I don’t know why, he comes here
I suppose he’s got problems or something he wants to disappear
He hates his life, he hates his job
He hates his wife, he even hates his dog!
And I don’t know why, he hates his dog
Maybe he’s dyslexic or something and got it mixed up with God!
He hates everything, that he has become
He hates everything, that he hasn’t done
And now I know why, he comes here
He don’t say nothing man, he shouts it loud and clear!
He says,
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You get such a kick, out of my tragedy
I forgot about you so don’t you worry…
About me
I know this girl, she works here
She’s always high, but her mind stays clear
And I don’t know why, she’s working here
You know she’s got a degree in economics or something?
She’s getting it out, for two bucks a pop
The old men gather around, and stare at her lot
And I don’t know why, she works here
I suppose all those two bucks must really add up to a lot!
She says she got debts, that she’s paying off
But I know deep down, it secretly gets her off
And now I know why, she’s working here
She don’t say nothing man, she shouts it loud and clear!
She says,
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You smote me once around the old apple tree
I forgot about you, so don’t you worry about me
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You get such a kick out of my tragedy
I forgot about you, so don’t you worry
About me
So this guy Adam, and this girl Eve
They decided that they should, get together
And old Adam, well he’s thinking with his muscle
But that girl Eve, you know she’s out for the hustle
So old Adam, you know he turns to Eve
And he says I’m sick of this guy always bothering me
I want to get out of here baby, what do you think?
And Eve says, sure honey… buy me a drink!
So they sit down, and they have a chat
And they talk about this, and they talk about that
And old Adam says, c’mon! Let’s get out of here honey
And Eve says, sure baby, show me the money! Ha!
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your generosity
You get such a kick out of my tragedy
I forgot about you, so don’t you worry, don’t you worry
About me!
Hey God! Don’t you worry about me
I’m doing fine without your demagogueraphy!
You get such a kick out of our tragedy
I forgot about you, don’t you worry, don’t you worry about me
I don’t need you anyway, we’re doing fine these days
Don’t you worry, don’t you worry about me
Hey God!
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