Dead Milkmen - God's Kid Brother Lyrics
Are we not the living proof of the idiot God who placed us hereAre we not his dirty children, his unwashed sons who he holds dearAre we not the proof that there may've been another creatorIf this is the ultimate truth, it had to come out sooner or laterI've looked for the reason why we're hereI've kept on searching 'til it was clearI've looked for excuses-I can find no otherWe must be the product of God's kid brotherTheir ivy halls are closed to usWe scrape to survive and we taste the dustThe things that we weren't meant to knowAre spoke of in places where we can't goSo don't tell me you still find it hard to believeThat we were made by a different GodAre we not the proof that there may've been another creatorLet's run to the volcano and toss a virgin in the craterMaybe there are two GodsA perfect God who made all those perfect people,And another God who made the rest of us.And maybe, just maybe, somewhere there's a heavenly choirThat sings off keyWe'll dodge our way through life and hope for something greater--------------------------------------------------------------
