Good Use

So God is happy, well he must be
He makes good use of his time
I want it back

Going for my micro house
And growing for my micro house in time

Potassium carbonate
(He'll have whips)
Clean up all the blemish that’s evils face
I know what you think of
(Golden bed)
I know what you wear out

Ten-four
Spinning this round
(That's best guess)
Now I sand these serpent scutes down
Now I stomp the good saint's crown

Sway to the side
Sway to the side