Dullard skipping down the street
Whistling to a tuneless beat
Tripping over his own feet

He falls into a hole
A stinking sewage hole


To his mind, his simple mind
His god lives here, lives right inside
He smells the piss, the sulfur pit

His yawning god is breathing %#@!

Just a mundane sewage tank

Cracked open and very rank
Cretin thinks his god's awake
Thinks he's found his home

His very smelly home

Make us laugh, you silly man

As you worship this wretched land
And shave your head like monks of old
Then sacrifice things to your hole


[Bass Solo: Widener]


Brings it little animals
Until the pit is almost full
Feels the gassy brimstone pull

Then he crawls inside
So horrible inside


Then repairmen come to fix
They fill it with shovels and picks
And just as cretin sees his god

Heaven goes mysteriously dark