| Well their brains were quite large for their bodies
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| And it lulled them into thinking they weren’t dumb
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| They did guns, extreme sports, special hobbies
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| And cool tricks with their fingers and thumbs
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| And they thought they would be guarantee delivered
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| To some guy in Roman sandals and a beard
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| So they bought and they fought and they Twittered
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| By 2153 they disappeared
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| Ah, they waited for their god in vain
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| Yeah they waited for their god in vain
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| In the last big play of the final game
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| They waited for their god in vain
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| Oh, they went for the literal translation
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| Of every text and symbol sacred work and screed
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| They obsessed over minor variations
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| Misconstrued the truth to justify their deeds
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| And they thought that all the others were afflicted
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| And those who knew the secret handshake would be saved
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| And they thought in the end they’d all be lifted
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| Now they’re lying in the beds that they made
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| Ah, they waited for their god in vain
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| Yeah, they waited for their god in vain
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| Standing with their luggage waiting for the transport plane
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| They waited for their god in vain
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| Ah, they waited for their god in vain
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| Yeah, they waited for their god in vain
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| When they called out for their god each one used a different name
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| They waited for their god in vain
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| This is all we can conclude from what’s left of their remains
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| They waited for their god in vain |