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I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|God's Comic}}</noinclude> | ||
a funny | I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was a funny fella<br> | ||
The crowd would hoot and holler for more | The crowd would hoot and holler for more <br> | ||
I wore a drunk's red nose for applause | I wore a drunk's red nose for applause <br> | ||
Oh yes I was a comical priest | Oh yes, I was a comical priest <br> | ||
"With a joke for the flock and a hand up your | "With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece" <br> | ||
fleece" | Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint <br> | ||
Drooling the drink and the lipstick and | Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar <br> | ||
greasepaint | <br> | ||
Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar | ''(Chorus:)''<br> | ||
Chorus: | Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead <br> | ||
Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, | And I'm going on to meet my reward <br> | ||
now I'm dead, now I'm dead | I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was scared <br> | ||
And I'm going on to meet my reward | He might of never heard God's comic <br> | ||
I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was | <br> | ||
scared | So there he was on a waterbed, drinking a cola of a mystery brand <br> | ||
He might of never heard God's | Reading an airport novelette, listening to Andrew Lloyd-Webber's "Requiem" <br> | ||
So there he was on a | He said, before it had really begun, "I prefer the one about my son" <br> | ||
"I've been wading through all of this unbelievable junk <br> | |||
Reading an airport novelette, listening to | And wondering if I should have given the world to the monkeys" <br> | ||
Andrew Lloyd-Webber's "Requiem" | <br> | ||
He said, before it had really begun, "I prefer | ''(Repeat Chorus) <br> | ||
the one about my son" | <br> | ||
"I've been wading through all this unbelievable | I'm gonna take a little trip down Paradise's endless shores <br> | ||
They say that travel broadens the mind, till you can't get your head out of doors <br> | |||
the world to the monkeys" | <br> | ||
Chorus | I'm sitting here on the top of the world, I hang around in the longest night <br> | ||
I'm | Until each beast has gone to bed and then I say "God bless" and put out the light <br> | ||
endless shores | <br> | ||
They say that travel broadens the mind, till you | While you lie in the dark, afraid to breathe <br> | ||
can't get your head out of doors | And you beg and you promise and you bargain and you plead <br> | ||
I'm sitting here on the top of the world | Sometimes you confuse me with Santa Claus <br> | ||
I hang around in the longest night | It's the big white beard, I suppose <br> | ||
Until each beast has gone bed and then I say | I'm going up to the Pole, where you folks die of cold <br> | ||
"God bless" and | I might be gone for a while if you need me <br> | ||
While you lie in the dark, afraid to breathe | <br> | ||
you beg and you promise | Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead<br> | ||
And you're all going on to meet your reward <br> | |||
Sometimes you confuse me with Santa Claus | Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? <br> | ||
It's the big white beard I suppose | You might have never heard, but God's comic<br> | ||
I'm going up to the | |||
I might be gone for a while if you need me | |||
Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, | |||
now I'm dead | |||
going on to meet your reward | |||
Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? | |||
Are you scared? | |||
You might have never heard, but God's comic |
Latest revision as of 01:50, 4 May 2009
God's Comic
I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was a funny fella
The crowd would hoot and holler for more
I wore a drunk's red nose for applause
Oh yes, I was a comical priest
"With a joke for the flock and a hand up your fleece"
Drooling the drink and the lipstick and greasepaint
Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar
(Chorus:)
Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead
And I'm going on to meet my reward
I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was scared
He might of never heard God's comic
So there he was on a waterbed, drinking a cola of a mystery brand
Reading an airport novelette, listening to Andrew Lloyd-Webber's "Requiem"
He said, before it had really begun, "I prefer the one about my son"
"I've been wading through all of this unbelievable junk
And wondering if I should have given the world to the monkeys"
(Repeat Chorus)
I'm gonna take a little trip down Paradise's endless shores
They say that travel broadens the mind, till you can't get your head out of doors
I'm sitting here on the top of the world, I hang around in the longest night
Until each beast has gone to bed and then I say "God bless" and put out the light
While you lie in the dark, afraid to breathe
And you beg and you promise and you bargain and you plead
Sometimes you confuse me with Santa Claus
It's the big white beard, I suppose
I'm going up to the Pole, where you folks die of cold
I might be gone for a while if you need me
Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead
And you're all going on to meet your reward
Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared?
You might have never heard, but God's comic