God Moves In Mysterious Ways
God moves in mysterious ways
His wonders to perform
But why’d he make it cold up north
When down here’s far too warm
What’s the point of earthquakes
Of famine floods and fires
And if they’re all so sinful
Why’d he give us our desires
Why’d he make diseases
That blight us in our life
That cause us all to suffer
And why did he make my wife
Thank god I’m an atheist
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