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You argue and you bicker and you fight
Atheists and Catholics
Jews and Hindus argue day and night
Over what they think is true
But no one entertains the thought
That maybe God does not believe in you
But maybe life on Earth could be heaven
Doesn’t just the thought of it make it worth the try
None of you are going to heaven
You’re not my children, you’re a bad game of Sims
On a scale from one to zero, are you happy?
‘Cause you’re on your own from here, so are you happy?
I’m open to suggestions, are you happy?
But what the fuck kind of question is “Am I happy?”
Fuck the politicians
Fuck missionary missions
Fuck beauty competitions
Fuck bigoted traditions
Fuck the pope, fuckin’ old
If he loved the poor, then he would’ve sold
His mansion made of solid gold, so fuck him!