My life looks good I do confessYou can ask anyoneJust dont ask my real good friendsCause they might tell the truthBut « it’s nothing they could prove »Cause there are things you would not believeThat travel into my mindI swear I try and capture themBut I always set them freeIt seems bad things comfort me ’causeGood lord Im crooked deep downEveryone is crooked deep downGood lord Im crooked deep downEveryone is crooked deep down(Everyone is crooked deep down)There was a girl she was made for meBut stood me up our wedding dayAnd now that girl runs around on meAnd shes drunk all the timeBut I died to make her mineGood lord she’s crooked deep downEveryone is crooked deep downThat girl is crooked deep downEveryone is crooked deep downEveryone is crooked deep downBut Im not water and Im not wineYou could say Im just here for the partyWith one thing on my mindSqueezing me and my camel through the needle’s eye