I know this guy, he comes here From time to time, he buys a beer And I don’t know why, he comes here I suppose he’s got problems or something he wants to disappear He hates his life, he hates his job He hates his wife, he even hates his dog! And I don’t know why, he hates his dog Maybe he’s dyslexic or something and got it mixed up with God! He hates everything, that he has become He hates everything, that he hasn’t done And now I know why, he comes here He don’t say nothing man, he shouts it loud and clear!
CHORUS 1 He says, Hey God! Don’t you worry about me I’m doing fine without your generosity You get such a kick, out of my tragedy I forgot about you so don’t you worry… About me
VERSE 2 I know this girl, she works here She’s always high, but her mind stays clear And I don’t know why, she’s working here You know she’s got a degree in economics or something? She’s getting it out, for two bucks a pop The old men gather around, and stare at her lot And I don’t know why, she works here I suppose all those two bucks must really add up to a lot! She says she got debts, that she’s paying off But I know deep down, it secretly gets her off And now I know why, she’s working here She don’t say nothing man, she shouts it loud and clear!
CHORUS 2 She says, Hey God! Don’t you worry about me I’m doing fine without your generosity You smote me once around the old apple tree I forgot about you, so don’t you worry about me Hey God! Don’t you worry about me I’m doing fine without your generosity You get such a kick out of my tragedy I forgot about you, so don’t you worry About me
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VERSE 3 So this guy Adam, and this girl Eve They decided that they should, get together And old Adam, well he’s thinking with his muscle But that girl Eve, you know she’s out for the hustle So old Adam, you know he turns to Eve And he says I’m sick of this guy always bothering me I want to get out of here baby, what do you think? And Eve says, sure honey… buy me a drink! So they sit down, and they have a chat And they talk about this, and they talk about that And old Adam says, c’mon! Let’s get out of here honey And Eve says, sure baby, show me the money! Ha!
CHORUS 3 Hey God! Don’t you worry about me I’m doing fine without your generosity You get such a kick out of my tragedy I forgot about you, so don’t you worry, don’t you worry About me! Hey God! Don’t you worry about me I’m doing fine without your demagogueraphy! You get such a kick out of our tragedy I forgot about you, don’t you worry, don’t you worry about me [VAMP] I don’t need you anyway, we’re doing fine these days Don’t you worry, don’t you worry about me Hey God!