King Missile - Moon lyrics

Oh, and how about this motherf**in' moon? Ok, even I am getting tired of me cursing in the face of all this motherf**in' beauty But motherf**in' f**! f**! f**! And there are all these crickets and sh** And the wind blowing through the motherf**ing trees And the gra** And the way that motherf**ing moon is reflected in the motherf**ing river I mean, this is I mean, how can I f**ing say that I don't believe in God But I look at all this f**ing sh** And all I can say is "God-f**ing goddamn Christ, Jesus f**ing f**!" Buddha! Yahweh! Vishnu! Allah! All of you f**ing motherf**ers! You think I'm f**ing joking? I'm not f**ing joking! I am motherf**ing serious like a f**ing heart attack That is one beautiful, beautiful, beautiful f**ing moon! f** me! f** me!