When I got out of my bed
I was walking on my head
Water surrounding my feet
Nothing left for me to breathe
Turned some water into wine
Drank a bottle and felt fine
Smoked a joint and went to bed
If you need me I'll be dead

You could never be my savior
You could never be my chosen one
You could never be
You could never be my savior
My savior

Sitting half-naked in bed
People tell me I'm not dead
People say I must believe
In democracy or greed
I got nothing against the press
They see something there I guess
If we have to split it there
You could have my half instead

You could never be my savior
You could never be my chosen one
You could never be
You could never be my savior
My savior