If God Is Dead – Dale Thompson – letras

I thought I found God living in a cardboard boxHe was chewing a two inch cigar and he had a sleight coughHis hair was dull and white he had a road map for a faceOnce he thought he ruled the world now he found he had no placeHe said he gave up on man after 1963Cause everybody seemed to love their pain and enjoy their miseryHe said people stopped listening to what he had to sayThat’s why eden had been pushed so far awayIf God is dead who keeps us aliveWho paints the pretty rainbows up in the skyHow would we know the grace of God without the sacrificeHow would we know true love unless he gave us his lifeSpitting red man between the pigeons and the cracksLeading karaoke on the subway tracksHe never talked about dying or raising from the deadBut he ask me if I could hear the voices ringing in his head