Jester

I watch the world

I see their Gods

They're coming out

To eat the lot when people are saying -things will get better now

Down on the streets. I see them coming

Down on the roads. I see them fall

But I don't think God will take care of them all

Those guys lying everywhere

As if life is a picknick

With corissants and guns and once in a while

You have to kick it

When bains go sour

I hate to see that

You're on your own. no Superman to help you out

When it comes down to the call

When guns guns rot and bodies decay

And politicians waste away

Your mind goes blurry on the jestar that took you there

Do you see how much more the costs

And did you learn about life that's lost

Is it any wonder

Why god won't come down?

We're stinking up the world

We ruined it all!