Styrofoam Boots / It's All Nice On Ice, Alright Lyrics - The Lonesome Crowded West - Modest Mouse

Well all's not well 

But I'm told that it'll all be quite nice 

You'll be drowned in boots like Mafia 

But your feet will still float like Christ's 

And I'll be damned 

They were right 

I'm drowning upside down 

My feet afloat like Christ's 

I'm in heaven 

Trying to figure out which stack 

They're going to stuff us atheists into 

When Peter and his monkey laugh 

And I laugh with them 

I'm not sure what at 

They point and say 

We'll keep you in the back 

Polishing halos, baking manna and gas 

Well some guy comes in looking a bit like everyone I ever seen 

He moves just like Crisco disco 

Breath a hundred percent Listerine 

He says looking at something else 

But directing everything to me 

Ever time anyone gets on their knees to pray 

Well it makes my telephone ring 

And I'll be damned 

He said you were right 

No one's running this whole thing 

He had a theory too 

He said that God takes care of himself 

And you of you 

It's all nice on ice alright 

And it's not day 

And it's not night 

But it's all nice on ice alright