Joseph Arthur - Creation or a stain

I got a god in my head
Tells me that I'm crazy
Got a god in my head
Telling me I'm crazy
An angry little god punching on my skull
Another little god
Tells me that I'm lazy
A useless piece of shit with no love to give at all now
And the smallest god up there
Thinks that I'm the greatest
Tells me no one else could be as good as me.
I listen to them all, I was a disc jockey to consequences
Little propagandist selling misery
I build a cocoon I got to get away
A shirt made out of wood and glue and crack and then some paint(????)
No one see ya down there and no one's getting in
I got a needle, a pack, a satchel, and a quart of country gin
I drink and shoot and smoke until the only voice I hear
Is the one telling me those other people, don't let anybody near
No don't let anybody near (x4)