Maybe there's a good God, damn Could there be a good God? Damn When the times get rough To your oldest friends With the good God damn Maybe there's a good God If He made you You want to get messed up? Put your favorite record on baby

And the desert that´s dry In a country town Where the map was found When the wagons leave the city For the forest and further on Painted wagon of the morning Dusty roads where they've gone Sometimes travelin´ through the darkness At the summer comin´

I'm just second hand news When times go bad And let me do my stuff I'm just second hand news yeah When times go rough Won't you lay me down in tall grass I know there's nothing to say Someone has taken my place I know I got nothin' on you

Sometimes you sulk, sometimes you burn God rest your soul When the loving comes and we've already gone Just like your dad, you'll never change You bite through the big wall, the big wall bites back You just sit there and sulk, sit there and bawl You are