it's not your fault that you got hurt you're not a piece of karmic dirt you were sailing toward your dream but the world laid waiting it's not your fault that you got hurt
must be an idiot in the sky tooth for a tooth eye for an eye a little rain must fall but why the genocide must be an idiot in the sky
so place your head between your knees you'll have lots of company when st. peter calls you just say please
hail to that idiot in the sky you were sailing toward your dream but the world laid waiting its not your fault that you got hurt
so place your head between your knees you'll have me for company when st. peter calls you just say pretty please
pray to that idiot in the sky you were sailing toward your dream but the world laid waiting