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