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Woke up this morning and it seemed to me, that every night turns out to be 
  Ab
a little bit more like Bukowski. And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read. 
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But God who'd wanna be? God who'd wanna be such an asshole? 
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God who'd wanna be? God who'd wanna be such an asshole?
     Cm                                   Bb
Well we sat on the edge of the river, the crowd screamed "Sacrifice the liver!"   
   Ab
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver. So tell me now why you'll tell me never. 
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Who would wanna be? Who would wanna be such a control freak? Well who would 
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wanna be? Who would wanna be such a control freak?


[Verse 2]
(same as verse 1)

Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten, our hearts just get dissolved.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.
But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.


[Verse 3]
(same as verse 1)

Here we go!
If God controls the land and disease, and keeps a watchful eye on me, 
if he's really so damn mighty, well my problem is that I can't see, 
well who'd wanna be? Who'd wanna be such a control freak? 
Well who would wanna be? Who would wanna be such a control freak?