God Must Be a Boogie Man

He is three One's in the middle unmoved Waiting To show what he sees To the other two To the one attacking--so afraid And the one that keeps trying to love and trust And getting himself betrayed In the plan--oh The divine plan God must be a boogie man! One's so sweet So overly loving and gentle He lets people in To his innermost sacred temple Blind faith to care Blind rage to kill Why'd he let them talk him down To cheap work and cheap thrills In the plan--oh The insulting plan God must be a boogie man! Which would it be Mingus one or two or three Which one do you think he'd want the world to see Well, world opinion's not a lot of help When a man's only trying to find out How to feel about himself! In the plan-oh The cock-eyed plan God must be a boogie man