| Its revelation revels divine comedy and more
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| Please welcome your four hosts: death, famine, pestilence and war
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| You say that we are all Gods' children, can you please explain
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| How any father could inflict his children so much pain
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| I’m sure he finds it funny but I fail to see the joke
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| I bet he’ll piss his breeches when we all go up in smoke
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| Life’s one big disaster, I hear the sound of laughter
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| Coming from the hereafter, I find it kind of odd
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| We’re stooges for Jehova, he loves to knock us over
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| So if I die laughing it’ll be an act of God!
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| Thunderbolts were once his style, it’s now malignant tumours
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| I wonder what he’ll think of next to test my sense of humour?
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| You said I must accept his will, that God will spare the weak
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| I bet those tears aren’t tears of laughter running down your cheek
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| When you are stood right there beside me, egg upon your face
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| Your precious soul floats with the dust back home in outer space
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| Life’s one big disaster, I hear the sound of laughter
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| Coming from the hereafter, I find it kind of odd
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| We’re stooges for Jehova, he loves to knock us over
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| So if I die laughing it’ll be an act of God! |