Nothing Feels Good

I don't know East Texas from Louisiana And I don't know Alabama Or where Atlanta lies, where Atlanta is tonight And Indianapolis summers in park and recreation pools And carsick vacations in size eleven In "I'm going to heaven" shoes And I don't know God And I don't know anyone And I don't know God And I don't know if anything at all Will be all right I don't know Billy Ocean, I don't know the ocean floor I don't own any albums, I don't know anything I don't go to college anymore I don't know God And I don't know anyone And I don't know God And I don't know if anything at all will be all right I've got my hands on the one end And I don't know where to put them