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