God's Confession

I was sitting alone In a god forsaken bar Somewhere on the lunatic fringes Of society Heading to hell As fast as I could drink it down Enjoying my lonely drink Drinking by my lonesome self With my partners Jimmy Dean, the Walker brothers his old Granddad Just drinking and hanging With the Jack Daniel's gang A crazed bum With a thousand year stare Walks up to me Muttering to himself Crazy words In a lunatic's voice He had the look Of one possessed By his own demons That only he can see or hear Possessed by a secret knowledge Only he knew Despite myself I was fascinated By this lunatic's tale So I stopped him saying So what's your game anyway The short little dude Stopped his insane prattle Starting at me With that thousand-year-old stare Just another washed up Lunatic Too many drugs Too many bad nights On the wrong side of life He looked at me And proclaimed his story He reared up And filled up the room And lifted the bar On his finger And stared down at me From the sky I am God The alpha and Omega The real deal The original dude of dudes The sultan of Swing God of hosts And father of that Jesus dude But no one knows me No one cares They think I am irrelevant They think I am dead They think I am a fairy tale From some older, ancient time I looked at him an old man with that lunatic look But there was something else He was crazy Sure yes But he was the real deal I mean why not Why would not God not be A lunatic wandering around loose Talking to low lives like me In a bar And I knew He was telling the truth But it did not matter In this day and age Of materialism God has no role God is truly dead And so I bought him a drink And walked out of the bar sadden by what I had seen God was dead And we had all conspired To kill him Long live God