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I can't figure the Lord down in funereal 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

Here we go, what a show

What a nose for blow

(Chorus)

You're alive, said the maker and smiled at the aardvark

You're divine by the grace of the master above

You're alive, said the maker and smiled at the aardvark

You're divine by the grace of the master above

Hey Frankenstein, are you the one I think you are?

(Godfather!) If you are divine then we 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 they ever dress in your 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?

Every day, any way

When there's Hell to pay

(Chorus)

We hold 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

Running in the dust, running in the dust

Afraid of tomorrow

Afraid of what we've done

Running in the dust, running in the dust

You're the disciples of the big bad wolf

(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