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There are four whole people in this houseAnd I'm the last one awake againAnd tomorrow we'll be biting nailsAnd biting tongues to higher stakes againAnd I'm thinking if I just don't sleepThe morning won't sneak up on meAs just another yesterday againBut I was brilliant for just one dayIn 1988I didn't have to talk, I didn't have to thinkThey flushed my sins right down a sinkTen fingers and ten toes, and you're okayYeah, I think that's what they sayWell, how about today?I think the world has got my numberOh my God, there's digits in my eyesI think that I've been dancing 'roundThe brightest rooms in a cellophane disguiseEverybody still remembersThings that I said last SeptemberOh, but worst of all, so do IBut I was a stranger for just one dayBorn with the cleanest slateLetras de cancionesMy mother loved me before she knew meGave me a name that didn't suit meBut hey, that's okayI've kept it anywayWhat if I threw it away?And to me God's just a metaphorHe's a metaphor for everything that's strangeI take his name in vain a lotBut I'm not sure just what it means these daysSometimes I wish that I were still religiousAlong with a lot of other wishesBut I don't think that God would know my nameBut I was forgiven in bygone daysWhen I still knew how to prayAnd all the words were etched in goldOn the little Bible that I stoleFrom my teacher in second gradeThe one I didn't mean to takeOh, what would Jesus say?And things were perfect for a timeIn 1999I was eleven years old, and we drove southYeah, down to my grandfather's houseAnd everything was fineIt was right before he diedWe were all so goddamn fineWe were all so goddamn fine From Letras Mania