Lyrics:
God Of Wine

God made the automobile To pass all the pretty girls That smoke by the side of the road Their blues lovin' boys in tow To drive until the of the day And

would wake when she?d heard you Papa was gone but he?s still in the mud And the river runs thick with his innocent blood And God gave a stone but it

God made the automobile to pass all the pretty girls The smoke by the side of the road, the blues lovin' boys in tow To drive to the end of the day

Sometimes you let me in, And I take it on the chin, I can't get clean again, I want to know, Can we get clean again, The God of Wine comes crashing through

Translation: Third Eye Blind. God Of Wine.

God made the automobile To pass all the pretty girls That smoke by the side of the road Their blues lovin' boys in tow To drive until the of the day And

would wake when she?d heard you Papa was gone but he?s still in the mud And the river runs thick with his innocent blood And God gave a stone but

she would wake when she?d heard you Papa was gone but he?s still in the mud And the river runs thick with his innocent blood And God gave a stone but

would wake when she?d heard you Papa was gone but he?s still in the mud And the river runs thick with his innocent blood And God gave a stone but