Land of a Thousand Gods

Written July 31, 2015 In a land Unbeknownst to me With no compass to guide No lantern to light the path that I seek I look to the north star for Milk and honey or a thousand virgins Either would suit me 'Cause when you're a stranger in a strange land No god in particular to seek You may be praying the name of a foreigner's god So show some respect every week You'll need all the help you can get When you're lonely and sick Dying and weak Be it God, Allah, Or some guy named Pete You'll look to the sky In times of mourning and grief So study up on all the Hindu gods And don't dismiss false idols Cause worshipping a toilet seat might be in next week For those stuck on hypocrisy Will sink in the sands of Sudan And die in the jungles of Mosambique No one will hear their cries No one would even care It's too late for that stranger in a strange land Though they're not ready to die When you're a stranger in a strange land Rescind your pretentious motif When you see a stranger in a strange land Don't tread on their beliefs