Godless World

From the Lifesmith Group album, "Prattle."

Oh we live in a godless world
Where lust and greed have replaced love
As the basis for human understanding and trust

Where it is the common passion to scorn compassion
Trample the weak, cut down the flowers
Deify the hustler that defies all the powers.

Oh we live in a godless world
Where confusion and doubt are mental means
To a path of psychic sanity

Where it’s fun to laugh at peace and truth
Roll over the slow ones, run over the dim ones
Take what you can before you become one.

So all those things that they told you in school
Don't mean shit in a godless world
They'll string you up and tie you down
And throw you to the lions as food.

Oh we live in a godless place
Where the minister's daughter's in love with a snake
And the snake is the staff on the corporate board

Where lust craving discos mock fertility rites
Knock over the old ones and lie to the children
And don't give 'em time to seek their revengin'.

Oh we live in a godless place
Where deviate subversion is not a disgrace
But merely the clowns at the show

Where hunting and killing are TV's refilling
Destroy all the free men, pervert all the good men
To cheat, steal, and twist all that makes life so human.

So all the things they taught you in school
Don't mean shit in a godless world
They'll string you up and tie you down
And throw you to the city to drown.

Yes we live in a godless house
Where charity and forbearance are forgotten lore
As the earth grumbles loudly to even the score

Where the primal urges are culture's primeval
Crush all the leapers, stamp out the artists
And you'll find in time oh yes you will
That if you don't find God in your heart
And live with him every fucking day of your life

You'll become a shallow, empty, soulless mass of protoplasmic humanoid devoid of drive, ambition, and personality; a cog; a contemptuous blob of mindless, spineless, and secretly abandoned lowly being with a locked door on one side and a raging fire on the other, , , , sizzling, , , , popping, . . , melting, , , , stench--your soul breaking down---
You'll burn--Burn--BURN ! ! and I'll be there another cell in the finger of God—yes I'll be there to gather your ashes…to rebuild a world again based on love and peace and genuine understanding.

So all those things they taught you in school
Don't mean shit in a godless world
Without God they'll rip you apart
And pull you in their fire to burn. . . .