Car Disaster

I've tried to fear God but you see I can't
Blind faith demands such a commitment
And I've already had my neck
On the edge of the razor for smaller bullshit
And now I no longer care
I've tried to love children the way you do
The way your parents one day loved you
But those guys in Galapagos
Cook their brats with garlic by the age of two
And believe me it charms me so
My pretty baby I'm a hopeless case
(Any crap in english sounds so great)
Everytime I quit the war I miss the noise
And my broken voice go singin'
Babe, a never ending chorus national day
Would never be enough to tell you
I'm the trouble you've been looking for
I'm the car disaster when you're going back home