Testo di The Humanist

Who are you carrying all those bricks for anyway? God? Is that it? God? Well, I tell ya Let me give you a little inside information about God God likes to watch He's a prankster Think about it He gives man instincts He gives you this extraordinary gift And then what he does? I swear, for his own amusement His own private cosmic gag reel He sets the rules in opposition It's the goof of all time Look, but don't touch Touch, but don't taste Taste, but don't swallow And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next What is he doing'? He's laughin' his sick (fuckin' ass off, he's a tightass) He's a sadist He's an absentee landlord Worship that? Never Why not? I'm here on the ground with my nose In it since the whole thing began (I've nurtured every sensation man has been inspired to have) I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him Look, but don't touch Touch, but don't taste Taste, but don't swallow And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next What is he doing'? He's laughin' his sick (fuckin' ass off, he's a tightass) He's a sadist Why? Why? I'm a fan of man! I'm a humanist Maybe the last humanist Who, in their right mind, Kevin Could possibly deny the 20th century was entirely mine? All of it, Kevin! All of it! Mine! I'm peaking, Kevin. It's my time now It's our time