In the beginning, man wondered to himself:
Why, oh why are we here?
And yet, with each asking of this question

The answer would become even less clear

Overwhelmed by fear, distraction took its place

And so it was, in the world's first shelter
That we began the human race


The human race to fill up more and more empty space
Oh, how we loved, the human race


'til one day this one guy said to this other guy, he said:
Hey, have you seen that guy over there?
He's got more than everybody else has got

To me, that don't seem fair

Well, the second guy agreed with the first guy

Everybody else did too
'til they all got so worked up, they figured
There was something they just had to do


Divide his things up among each other
After they killed him of course

For they could see no real good reason not to just
Take what they wanted by force


When they found him he said:
Hey, wait a minute fellas; I wouldn't kill me just now
You can see that I've got more than any of you have ever got

Wouldn't you first at least like to know how?

And with that, he had their attention

And with that, he went on loud and clear, he said:
You all know how long we've all wondered
Why, oh why are we here?


Well today I'm gonna tell ya all about it
I'm gonna teach ya about sufferin' and bliss

I'm gonna teach y'all a little about Heaven and Hell
And the God that gave me all this


God gave me this because I'm humble
And he can do the same for you too
But if you're seekin' his love and affection

What you're doin' is the last thing I'd do

He sends killers to hellfire, both here and eternally

The good live forever in a place called Heaven
God told me this personally


Who you gonna trust if you can't trust me?

So unless you want suffering and heartache

Unless you want trouble and fear
You better find some kinda way to humble yourself
May I suggest helpin' me clean up around here?


'course I could pay ya a little bit a money
But more importantly God would see

And if He sees you workin' humbly
Some day he may give you what he's given me


Well the crowd just didn't know what to do with that
Nor could they prove what he said wasn't true
And since he had what everyone else thought they wanted

It seemed like the thing to do

And with that we rolled into the future

And ain't it a son of a (*##$
To think that we would still need religion
To keep the poor from killin' the rich?


Who are you gonna trust if you don't trust me?