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Wednesday, August 2, 2023
XTC - Dear God Official Music Video
Dear God, hope you get the letter, and-I pray you can make it better down hereI don't mean a big reduction in the price of beerBut all the people that you made in your imageSee them starving on their feet'Cause they don't get enough to eat from GodI can't believe in you
Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but-I feel that I should be heard loud and clearWe all need a big reduction in amount of tearsAnd all the people that you made in your own imageSee them fighting in the street'Cause they can't make opinions meet about GodI can't believe in you
Did you make disease and the diamond blue?Did you make mankind after we made you
And the devil too?
Dear God, don't know if you noticed, but-Your name is on a lot of quotes in this bookAnd us crazy humans wrote it, you should take a lookAnd all the people that you made in your own imageStill believing that junk is trueWell, I know it ain't so, and you know
Dear God, I can't believe in-I don't believe in-I won't believe in Heaven and HellNo saints, no sinners, no devil as wellNo pearly gates, no thorny crownYou're always letting us humans downThe wars you bring, the babes you drownThose lost at sea and never found
And it's the same the whole world 'roundThe hurt I see helps to compoundThe Father, Son, and Holy GhostIs just somebody's unholy hoaxAnd if you're up there, you'll perceiveThat my heart's here upon my sleeveIf there's one thing I don't believe in
It's youDear God
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