But he doesn't believe, he no longer prays
What's the point, He's not listening anyway
'Cause God never came here
He sold them a lie
God made a fool of them
God passed them by

God presents the global franchise
Bodies packed like saints entombed
Give us now your happy meals
Bless the sin of baby boom

We starve and you demand we pray
To the faces etched in stone
Auction up your ancient wealth
So we can build ourselves a home

We need blankets, not you blessings
Send us shoes instead of angels
Time instead of bibles
Bring us bread instead of prayers