The Pride Of Creation

> I can't figure the Lord down in funereal gravity One finishing touch and the creature is coming alive As I kneel down and pray I know God is watching over me Is He pissing Himself When He's knocking me out of my stride And on day number eight When the sun is about to go down Here we go, what a show What a nose for blow (Chorus) You're alive, said the maker and smiled at the aardvark You're divine by the grace of the master above You're alive, said the maker and smiled at the aardvark You're divine by the grace of the master above Hey Frankenstein, are you the one I think you are? (Godfather!) If you are divine then we are bizarre I hear you laughing from the loge above At my expense for your entertainment Hey Lord above, why don't your armies ever smile? (Godfather!) Why don't they ever dress in your style? And never share the humor that you surely have Creating me for your entertainment Why do they have to get married Before they do what they do? Every day, any way When there's Hell to pay (Chorus) We hold our hands afraid of what we've done Fear is the key to you - thy Kingdom Come You shake your head and have another wine Don't you almost die laughing wondering why? Running in the dust, running in the dust Afraid of the hail stones cold as ice Running in the dust, running in the dust Straight to the wastelands We'll never read your signs Running in the dust, running in the dust Afraid of tomorrow Afraid of what we've done Running in the dust, running in the dust You're the disciples of the big bad wolf (Chorus) You're alive, oh, you're alive You're alive, the pride of creation Oh, you're the pride of creation Yes you are! Oh, you're the pride of creation