Marti - Don't Mess With God's Thick Gold Wrist Watch lyrics

He was a grown man

You’d believe his eyes

To get what he wanted from you

Made you buy as gold

His cold steel lies

He just don’t care

He wants your soul

Believe me now

He’s out of control

But a messanger came to town

In a second he found his house

And gently whispered in his hear

Goodbye

And he said

Don’t mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch

Oh no

He’s a man who likes to collect

Everything alive and dead

He stores his stuff in big rooms

He has a million boxes

Even some under his bed

They say it’s bigger than a lake

They say it’s wider than a state

But a messanger came to town

In a second he found his house

And gently whispered in his ear

Goodbye

But a messanger came to town

In a blink he found the right room

And found a box with many clocks

But one was shining more

And he said

Don’t mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch

Don’t mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch

Don’t you mess with god’s thick gold wristwatch

Oh no

But a messanger came to town

In a second he found his house

And gently whispered in his ear

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