one religion, two religions three religions, four i;ve got lots and lots of choices and more are coming to my door follow us, believe in me our church, knows the true way I've got last supper steak knives what else is there to say?
tv preachers in their pulpits selling religion like a game like the Catholic church indulgences What they sell is still the same Buy my onyx desk set it will put you on the path i sit at home and watch them and God, I have to laugh
Wars are fought about who's God Is better in the end But, it's the same God and same son that God chose for to send Holy Ghosts and miracles Generated for the flock I bet dear old Pope Peter Is just spinning 'neath his rock
Put a thousand prophets in a room with the same book and you'll get a thousand versions of where to go and where to look Religion is a business Don't sell yourself to me I believe in God Almighty In the sky, or in a tree
I'll do penance if I'm told to not because I didn't buy the Bob Ross painted version of the angels in the sky I tried to follow Buddha Because, like me, he's kind of fat But, I couldn't cross my legs that way It hurt me when I sat
Jehovah's, get me riled Coming round right to my door Giving me their magazine Not saying what it's for There are so many religions None is right and none is wrong But, truth be told I like the ones That have a guy who hits a gong
Atheists, are different too They don't believe in God at all So, who's name do they yell out When they get walloped in the *****? I'd like to see religion get monitored and have rules like, how each group can advertise and have a list of union rules
Don't tell me one is better Be it Budhist or another Deep down, regardless of belief you are my sister, or my brother Finally, the mormon church Has elders, they're young men For this I'd just love God to say I'm coming down....to start again
in response to my friend Mike Hauser's wonderful poem.