Do God Wop
written by Billy Bob Thornton
11/3/05
NOTE: I’m starting 3 minutes in, after the agonizingly long instrumental intro.
Also, I’m only including the harmony vocals that don’t conflict (chord-wise)
with Thorton’s vocals. It’s less complicated that way, believe me.
My bones are starting to show thru
My eyes are dark and hollow
It’s all because I’m missing you
It’s getting hard for me to swallow
If magic doesn’t really come
Why did you say it did
If it’s just a fantasy for some
What do I tell the kids
(Rest is Spoken)
Ah Dear God
I come to you in all humbilitude (humbilitude)
As a representative of the children (daddy, daddyyyyyy)
Yes they’re the ones who aksed me to come to you
And talk to you about this particular subject
That subject being that little saying you gave us when we were in Bible school
At Camp Tanico
Aks (aks) and ye shall receive (take it take it ooh)
Now what we aksed for was
Can you please just tell us what the fk’s goin’ on (what the fk’s goin’ on)
Does magic really come?
I don’t be irreverent or anything like that
I wouldn’t dare would I?
But see I’m standing here at Dub Vallard’s Frostee Freeze
At the corner of Highway 67 and Salinburger Street
The home of a lovely girl with a poodle haircut named Cindy
To whom I gave one cleat, a football cleat (hit ’em again harder)
Because I could’t afford the 15 that the doctors’ sons could (for you)
You see, we’re kinda lost out here GOd
I’ve got this fking snowcone in my hand, and it’s dripping down (drip drip drip)
And we’re wonderin’ since you’re kinda the doctor of the universe
Could ya give us a little cream or somethin’ for that (cream doctor)
Could ya just help us out a smidgin
Kinda lookin’ for a clue (just a clue)
I mean not in the mystery sense
Not in the Humphrey Bogart sense
But just in the sense that
We wanna know what to do
When we wake up in the morning and our heart is beating out of our fking chest
And it hurts
