Attention of the Center

I want to be God 
Just as I was meant 
I wanna be loved
In and out of the tent 
I want to be praised 
All throughout the world
Want to be adored
By the loveliest girl 
And just as the world 
Will come to its end,
I want it to be said,
“He was better than men.”

I want to be God 
The kind in the book 
You’ve perused His name
You’ve heard how it took 
I want to go back 
To 1247 
‘Cause in my estimation, 
That was close to Heaven
But Heaven exists 
On the top of a pearl
Let’s abandon this thing —
Let’s give it a whirl —

I want to be God 
The instiller of fear 
Oh won’t that be sweet 
To be held so dear 
So deep in the pavement 
Beneath human feet 
The killer of traffic 
The idol of meek 
I’ll creep and I’ll crawl 
Like a certain snake 
There’ll be no limit 
To the abuse I can take

So God is a question 
And God is a snack
God sits on a throne 
In a Missouri shack 
God does his business 
And wipes with his hands
The squalor of reason 
Is what God understands 
You’ll see the difference 
All throughout the land: 
The inglorious servant 
Will one day gain command
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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