I Can Learn

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?