| If God didn’t want me to play with myself
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| He wouldn’t have given me pockets
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| If God had intended that life never ended
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| Why did the bugger make death
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| If God didn’t want me to tear out my eyes
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| He wouldn’t have given them sockets
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| So I took a spoke and poked out my eye
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| He moves in mysterious ways
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| If God hadn’t wanted transvestites
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| He wouldn’t have made me attractive
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| Dressed up in dresses, my guess he blesses
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| The beautiful just for being naive
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| If God had required me to stay with you
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| He wouldn’t have given me railways
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| You remain in the cave, I’m riding the train
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| Much requires much of Marines
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| If God didn’t mean me to kill people
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| He wouldn’t have given them life, would he
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| If God didn’t want mean to murder that cockney
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| Why did he give me this knife
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| (It only stands to reason, don’t it
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| It’s only logical
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| There’s a reason behind everything
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| Everything that happens in this life, dear
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| It’s his message, isn’t it
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| He put the knife right in my hand)
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| But God did believe in my freedom
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| That’s why he put me between prison walls
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| Here in my cell, I’m living to tell you
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| He moves in mysterious ways
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| If God didn’t mean me to hang myself
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| Why make this hook in the ceiling
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| And why make bananas, sheets and pajamas
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| He moves in mysterious ways |