| If there’s a God
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| Do you think he’s looking down, curled up on his couch right now?
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| As we fail to figure it out, does he turn down the sound?
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| Is he proud? |
| Are we proud?
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| Guess we forgot how to live a life with no filter
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| Making boring people famous
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| Let’s pretend they’re fascinating
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| Let’s tell little girls that pretty girls are better
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| Or that pigment or religion really matters
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| We’re in some trouble
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| Mr. Maker, don’t turn away from your screen
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| At least the bubble that we’ve created could make for some good TV
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| Oh, Mr. Man Upstairs
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| I know you’re tuning in up there, way up there
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| Would you care to answer my question?
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| Oh, the land of poor taste
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| The spectacle of cut and paste that we’ve made
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| Would you say, please say it was worth the seven days
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| Does he hang his head at all the greed that we possess?
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| As the anti-social media perpetuates the mess
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| Maybe it’s a test, maybe he’s upset by the loose ends
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| Stressed like the rest of us, it happens to the best of us
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| God, or is it Mr. G to me?
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| I hope that through the static, you’ll show us the clarity
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| 'Cause it’s hard to find the silver lining in the bittersweet
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| Wonder if you’re praying for us 'fore you go to sleep
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| Do you sleep in peace?
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| 'Cause we’re in some trouble
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| Mr. Maker, but don’t turn away from your screen
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| At least the bubble that we’ve created has made for damn good TV
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| Oh, Mr. Man Upstairs
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| I know you’re tuning in up there, way up there
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| Would you care to answer my question?
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| Oh, the land of poor taste
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| The spectacle of cut and paste that we’ve made
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| Would you say, please say it was worth the seven days
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| Don’t touch the remote, we’ll be back in a moment
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| We are not hopeless, we are just coping
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| The mayhem is rolling, but it ain’t showbiz
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| Reality’s potent, chaotic, I know it
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| But we’re growing, have some hope in us
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| And were we worth all the time you gave up?
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| Oh, Mr. Man Upstairs
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| I know you’re tuning in up there, way up there
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| Would you care to answer my question?
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| Oh, the land of poor taste
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| The spectacle of cut and paste that we’ve made
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| Would you say, please say it was worth the seven days
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| Yeah, oh, oh |