Lyrics Matt Maltese

Matt Maltese

Greatest Comedian

You're the beauty, the stranger in the grocery store

You're the highest quality hardwood door

You're the final wartime piece of bread

You once told me that you hate the shaven head

I want you so

And God must be the greatest comedian I know

To put you so far away

He put you so far away

There are "Davids" and "Janets" everywhere

There are juveniles with the blondest hair

There are cronies with their jobs and ties and cash

There are people like me, the whitest trash

I want you so

And God must be the greatest comedian I know

To put you so far away

He put you so far away

I have heard

That Jesus was a very handsome girl

If she were

I'd bet she'd look something like you now

I have heard

That some people feel the Earth is flat

But if it were

How come I don't see you anywhere

How come I don't see you any...

I want you so

And God must be the greatest comedian I know

To put you so far away

He put you so far away

I want you so

And God must be the greatest comedian I know

To put you so far away

He put you so far away