I don't want to speak to yer little gawd,
I don't want to drink to yer little gawd,
Interface or link with yer little gawd.
Who's that midget on your shoulder now, throwing his voice like it's coming from you, calling himself the "scripture king"?
Take the dog collar off,
Tell him you're through.
'Cause I don't want to speak to yer little gawd,
And I don't want to drink to yer little gawd,
Interface or link with yer little gawd.
Is this really how you're feeling now, or is this coming from your p.r. man?
He smiles for you but I'm not impressed,
Break that faker,
Make other plans.
'Cause I don't want to speak to yer little gawd,
And I don't want to drink to yer little gawd,
Interface or link with yer little gawd.
See, we're alone now,
No one else can hear,
Want you to know that I love you now,
But throw that little gawd right out of here.
'Cause I don't want to speak
No, I don't want to speak to yer little gawd,
And, I don't want to drink to yer little gawd,
Interface or link with yer little gawd,
I don't want to speak to yer little gawd,
I don't want to drink with little gawd,
Interface or link with yer little gawd,
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