Culver Palms
(or Why I Don't Believe In God)
Words and Music by A.D. Nation


i heard the truth about you and it doesn't really read at all
like the whipping stick you raised me with
a scared women in a private hell
hushed voice like electric bell
strange talk about Edgar Cayce
and the long lame walk of the dark 70's
strange talk about Edgar Cayce
and the long lame walk of the dark 70's

i heard the truth about you (yeah, you)
hey mama they woke me up
i was deep in an idiot sleep
i was just 8 years old
i heard big words, with a horrible sound
yeah they called my school,
to tell me my mother had a nervous breakdown

i wished i believed like you do
in the myth of a merciful God
and the myth of a Heaven or Hell
i hear the voices you hear, sometimes
sometimes it gets so much
i feel like letting go
sometimes it gets so hard
i feel like letting it all go
sometimes it gets so goddamned hard
i feel like letting it all go
letting it all go (x6)

i ran away and went looking for you
back to Culver City and the old neighborhood
need to know if you were really gone
need to know if you were gone for good
i ran through the projects at night
hide in the dark from my friends in the light
hide from my brother-in-law
hide from the things he'd say
he said you weren't really losing your mind
he said you jst needed a rest
he said you'd be coming home soon
he said the doctors there would know what's best
he said maybe i could go live with them for a while...

i heard the truth about you
i know the truth about you
i know the truth about you
i know the truth
i know the truth
i know the truth
i know the truth
i know the truth about you

yeah, they woke me up
i was just 8 years old
sometimes it gets so hard
i feel like letting it go
sometimes it gets so hard
i feel like letting it all go


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