Not a Miracle Songtext
von A Giant Dog

I got a friend who works in a graveyard
Putting bodies in the ground
Comes home smelling of formaldehyde
Living right in the hometown
He never talks to anyone
With any message from beyond

It′s not a miracle, just empirical, I can't lie
Nothing spiritual, what is spiritual often dies
Woah, woah, woah, woah


I got a friend who works in a pet shop
Slipping puppies from the mill
He′s something special, gets to get the body wanting
So he trades off on the pill
I heard she found it kind of exciting
But still he's getting him so dead

It's not a miracle, just empirical, I can′t lie
Nothing spiritual, what is spiritual often dies
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah