God Song (Acoustic)

Bad Religion

And did those feet in ancient times
Trod on America's pastures of green?
And did that anthropocentric God
Wane with their thoughts and beliefs all unseen?

I don't think so
He's up there with the others laying low
Vying with those
Who you've traded your life to
To bless your soul

And have they told you how to think
Cleansed your mind of sepsis and autonomy?
Or have you escaped scrutiny
And regaled yourself with depravity?

Now we all see
Religion's a synthetic frippery
Unnecessary in our expanding global culture of efficiency

Huh, huh, huh...

Now don't you fear this impasse
We have built to our future?
Ever so near
And oh so austere