Ween - God in My Bed lyrics

I don't know, maybe it was the rain Another gray day, I thought maybe The real test was finding a bucket with enough holes to let it out One of those days, when the corpse dries up And your nose turns red The ground crackles as the crystals break Day by day, the sun sets Back up, back up to the warm brew God is laying across your bed talking backwards Here, take my leg Take my eyes Take my brain Take my brain My brain Move, move it out the window again I got some blood on the floor The window won't close It's getting cold The wing marked flies with eyes of fire No no, not this again It's like a stone that smokes instead of burns Like wet wood that's green and fresh You want my chicken? My potato salad? You want me to tell you how my day was? Well, God was on my bed when I got home That's... how my day was