A jaw, a leg bone, a reconstructed skull
No continents or oceans
They died so young
What God sent you
Sent you from your cave
I need your wisdom
h*mo Sapiens
Your path of migration
Is lodged upon a map
Looking like a tattoo
On a kid's forehead
What God sent you
Sent you from your cave
I need your wisdom
If only for a day
What God sent you
What God sent you
They die young around here
With a hunger in their guts
And a taste for vodka
Their friends faces on their shirts
Last year they k**ed one
Just for his shoes
Tell me what God sent you
I got the h*mo Sappy Blues
What God sent you
What God sent you