Couvo - If You Know Your Party's Extension, Please Dial It Now

Every time I try to get Jesus on the line
Never get by the receptionist
I shouldn't even try
She asks me for my name and number
I give it to her twice
She makes me feel like a dirty salesman
Telling her some lies
When it's clear what I'm trying to find

I know he doesn't know me and
I've never called before
But I've lost my direction
I don't know what I'm doing anymore
I just need a little guidance
I need a little help
Need to know where I am going
When will these good times end?

Every time I try to get Jesus on the line
He's never in the office
I guess he's got a lot of vacation time
Listen miss, can you leave a message
Or tell me when he's in?
What should the message say?
Where should I begin?
Tell him this
Tell him time is running thin

See my friends are all degenerates
Fucked up all the time
And I've been drunk for eight days straight
I think I must have lost my mind
I just need a little guidance
I need a little help
Need to know where I am going
When will these good times end?

Written by:
Josh Couvares

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find