And God Only Loves Americans

When I go down to the night by sea And eye myself the ocean The sea tells me to sky my thoughts And I came up with this notion How many beings could house the stars? God creating in other places A million worlds and many souls Engineering the many faces One of them is peaceful No wars or crime to grieve He told us about it years ago A snake and a chick named Eve Another is aquatic But on vessels some do thrive It’s got whales that ate a Jonah And an ark that took a drive And on is not a planet Its killers barred from travel It’s always hot and it’s where you stay Once the “Man” drops his gavel We know he sent his son here He could have been on tour We may be on his list again Don’t make it like before And maybe during all this creating He said I have made enough souls And sent them out for rehab To help them reach their goals With each body you inhabit A vehicle to get you upstairs You live another episode A way he shows he cares Now wouldn’t it be something To be born some place way out And see flashbacks in a conscience state Of strange beings that are real no doubt There goes all your questions And what little we really knew And how the world relates to life That bigger than me and you So next time you see a hoodlum Ask yourself to see his plight As an alien he was a preacher It’s his soul that tests the night And God only loves Americans Nowhere else life could thrive Like were all that he created In cruise control he’ll drive