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| I can't figure the Lord down in funeral gravity One finishing touch and the creature is coming alive As I kneel down and pray I know God is watching over me Is He pissing himself When He's knocking me out of my stride And on day number eight When the sun is about to go down Were we go, what a show What a nose for blow [Chorus:] You're alive said the maker and smiled to the aardvark You're divine by the grace of the master above You're alive said the maker and smiled to the aarkvard You're divine by the grace of the master above Hey Frankenstein are you the one I think you are Godfather If we're divine you are bizarre I hear you laughing from the loge above At my expense for your entertainment Hey Lord above why don't your armies ever smile Godfather why don't the ever dress in style And never share the humor that you surely have Creating me for your entertainment Why do they have to get married Before they do what they do Everyday anyway, when there's hell to pay [Chorus] We fold our hands afraid of what we've done Fear is the key to you - thy kingdom come You shake your head and have another wine Don't you almost die laughing wondering why Running in the dust, running in the dust Afraid of the hail stones cold as ice Running in the dust, running in the dust Straight to the wastelands We'll never read your signs [Chorus:] You're alive, oh you're alive You're alive, the pride of creation Oh you're the pride of creation, yes you are Oh you're the pride of creation |
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