"God In My Bed" lyrics

I don't know, maybe it was the rain
Another gray day, I thought maybe
The real test was finding a bucket with enough holes to let it out
One of those days, when the corpse dries up
And your nose turns red
The ground crackles as the crystals break
Day by day, the sun sets
Back up, back up to the warm brew
God is laying across your bed talking backwards
Here, take my leg
Take my eyes
Take my brain
Take my brain
My brain

Move, move it out the window again
I got some blood on the floor
The window won't close
It's getting cold
The wing marked flies with eyes of fire
No no, not this again
It's like a stone that smokes instead of burns
Like wet wood that's green and fresh
You want my chicken?
My potato salad?
You want me to tell you how my day was?
Well, God was on my bed when I got home
That's... how my day was