I can't figure the Lord down in funereal gravity
One finishing touch and the creature is coming alive
As I kneel down and pray
I know God is watching over me
Is he's knocking me out of my stride And on day number eight
When the sun is about to go down
Here we go, what a show
What a nose for blow You're alive said the maker and smiled at the aardvark
You're divine by the grace of the master above
You're alive said the maker and smiled at the aardvark
You're divine by the grace of the master above Hey Frankenstein are you the one I think you are
Godfather. If were divine you are bizarre
I hear you laughing from the lodge above
(At my expense for your entertainment) Hey Lord above why don't your armies ever smile?
Godfather. Why don't they ever dress in style
And never share the humor that you surely have
(Creating me for your entertainment) Why do they have to get married before they do what they do?
Everyday anyway, when there's hell to pay You're alive said the maker and smiled at the aardvark
You're divine by the grace of the master above
You're alive said the maker and smiled at the aardvark
You're divine by the grace of the master above We fold our hands, afraid of what we've done
Fear is the key, you're thy kingdom come
You shake your head and have another wine
Don't you almost die laughing wondering why Running in the dust, running in the dust
Afraid of the hail stones
Cold as ice
Running in the dust, running in the dust
Straight to the wastelands
Well never read your signs Running in the dust, running in the dust
Afraid of tomorrow
Afraid of what we've done
Running in the dust, running in the dust
You're the disciples of the big bad wolf or what You're alive said the maker and smiled at the aardvark
You're divine by the grace of the master above
You're alive said the maker and smiled at the aardvark
You're divine by the grace of the master above You're alive, oh you're alive
You're alive, the pride of creation
Oh you're the pride of creation, yes you are
Oh you're the pride of creation, yes you are