Leslie Fish - The Gods Are Not Crazy | Текст песни

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• The Gods Are Not Crazy

Look out your window, and what do you spy?
Rain falling out of a sun-shiny sky,
It's changing to hailstones that weigh half-a-ton,
With seven live frogs hopping out of each one.
It's not the Last Judgment, stop wailing of sin,
It's only the Gods at wine-tasting again!

Chorus:

So, drink, drink to Charlie Forts' memory,
Marvelous doings and marvelous sights.
Drink, drink, we may as well join t hem.
The Gods are not crazy, they're higher than kites!

When strange objects tumble from out of the clouds
Stay under cover, for Thor's gotten plowed!
Those odd, manlike creatures are not saucer-men,
But shape-shifting Mercurys, plastered again!
It's not Armageddon, it's only a sign,
That this season's ambrosia really is fine!

Weird cloven hoof-prints dance all up and down,
To glow on the streets and the walls of your town.
Made by some creature that ran on two legs.
Plus, the sheep are all pregnant, and the roosters laid eggs.
Don't blame the Devil or run to the hills.
It's only old Pan, and he's crocked to the gills!

Eerie lights blossom all over the sky.
Put on your sunscreen, Apollo is high!
The boulders have moved and the animals talk.
A tiddly great Goddess is out for a walk.
Don't wail of UFOS, there's nothing to fear. . .
Just be thankful the drink's not this good every year!

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