I'd send you a rain god of painted balsa wood. 

It's only regular, it won't matter none. 

I'd rather a real god, who pushes buttons well. 

I'd rather run it like a Corleone. 

I'd run it well. 

When in hell, when in hell do as the hellions do. 

I think that I can learn I wouldn't bet my life. 

I think that I can learn but don't hold your breath. 

I think that I can learn if I try real hard. 

I think that I can learn, what a wierd idea. 

Always in trouble for taking hand-outs and patting Jesus on his jelly roll. 

Now the "L" train keeps track of turmoil. 

I'll put a pistol where the whore had a hold. 

I'd run it well. I'd run it well. When in hell, when in hell do as the hellions do. 

I think that I can learn I have never tried. 

I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say? 

I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say? 

I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say? 

I think that I can learn, what would Jesus say?