The Prayer Of A Realist lyrics

[Intro]
Jesu

[Verse 1]
There's no one up there there never was
Only in vain is there a god
There's too much suffering for him to be
An almighty power, a heavenly being

[Chorus]
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god

[Verse 2]
The fabric of prophet's ages old
Drones on and gathers mould
Gets a weekly airing from a fool on high
Who talks and talks till his throat's dry

[Chorus]
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god

[Verse 3]
A fund for a roof with a hole
It's the money they'll save not your soul
Persistent begging from men of the cloth
Refuse his offer and see his wrath
[Chorus]
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god

What?

[Verse 4]
The weak ones kneel to him they pray
"Oh saviour come back someday"
Sinning whilst waiting for a sign
I deny him he's yours not mine

[Chorus]
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god

[Verse 1]
There's no one up there there never was
Only in vain is there a god
There's too much suffering for him to be
An almighty power, a heavenly being

[Chorus]
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god

[Chorus]
My god, your god, whose god, there is no god