He was a grown man 

You’d believe his eyes 

To get what he wanted from you 

Made you buy as gold 

His cold steel lies 



He just don’t care 

He wants your soul 

Believe me now 

He’s out of control 



But a messanger came to town 

In a second he found his house 

And gently whispered in his hear 

Goodbye 

And he said 



Don’t mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch 

Oh no 



He’s a man who likes to collect 

Everything alive and dead 

He stores his stuff in big rooms 

He has a million boxes 

Even some under his bed 



They say it’s bigger than a lake 

They say it’s wider than a state 



But a messanger came to town 

In a second he found his house 

And gently whispered in his ear 

Goodbye 

But a messanger came to town 

In a blink he found the right room 

And found a box with many clocks 

But one was shining more 

And he said 



Don’t mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch 

Don’t mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch 

Don’t you mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch 

Oh no 



But a messanger came to town 

In a second he found his house 

And gently whispered in his ear 

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