At the dawn before humanity

The elder gods held a gathering

Panicking over who would reign supreme

And there plans and schemes

Deemed ridiculous by less meticulous beings

The pantheons at war. Odin, Loki, broken mold of Thor

Mere mortals hold the door, when the real god slide in

Quite thin and strike crews with light like Zeus

Had em running in Nike shoes to every corner of the planet

Granted their power drew from belief

Featured in the green dreams of kings and queens

Who told their vassals and peons of the true rulers from the beyond

Puzzled over purpose, they built churches

And other places of worship because they were tired

Of feeling worthless

And so every other day, or whenever their mother say

They would pray

Get on their hands and knees, say their RIPs

Give thanks and end with a please

The gods grew like some vegetables

Majestic and celestial, gaining power from the people

Their praises and festivals

Human tissue dried their eyes

With animal sacrifices, spilling blood for Dionysus

Turned to wine and other vices, until every one of our gods

Fell like cosmic comets and became just like us

We battled in their honor

Bloody feet of a centipede

That moved over centuries from Africa to Greece

Gods names began to change

Until their stories and how they cam became

One and the same

So called pagans burned at the stake

For not knowing his face and who to praise

Chalk it up to the game

Last place in the human race

Gave over Judas to live an afterlife

This new god wasn't half as nice

Requiring human sacrifice

Dark ages, Lord save us!

We turned to science to bring back the light

But it was just as dangerous

A new vehicle for deities to inhabit

Electric, eclectic, truth and fact replaced magic

No more dial up Sunday service

Direct connection, social nets working

For wealth collection

Not to mention, the elder gods were forced

To find some new professions

You could catch Ananzi, on Grand street

Slanging sammies and soup

And Nanook, he wear a man suit

Do him a solid and let that man cooook

He shook, along with the rest of the ancients

He;s just trying to make it under the eyes

Of the spaceships

We're cab drivers, strippers, servers, pitchers

Fixtures, myself I push liquor

On a beach somewhere and keep my feet in the sand

Come for the music, stay for me

Im god pray to me

Wake the fuck up or stay asleep