I'm a poor imita
tion of God
I can hear the devil in my sleep
All the day waiting for my midnight creep
If you love me don't expect a lot
I'm a poor imitation of God
Well I can steal your heart from you
Hide it in my walking shoes
Leave before the band gets hot
I'm a poor imitation of God
I'm a poor imitation
of God
I do better, I do better on my own
Like a sick dog,
like a sick dog ain't got no home
On to that image made
But on that day the mold was broken
I'm afraid
Cause I'm a poor imitation of God
I'm a poor imitation of God
I'm a poor imitation of God
I'm a poor imitation of God
I'm a -pullin' the teeth and a -guttin'
Cobras comin' out of my eyes
Land of a thousand dances
and the taste of shark skin
will materialize
Well, I'm a poor imitation of God,
but there ain't nobody else
Can't you see, girl,
I'm trying to love you
when I can't even love myself
I'm a poor imitation of God
I'm a poor imitation of God