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?