[Verse 1]

Somebody better tell God

I think his monkeys have been playing around

They got a highly propensity to kill things

And a disposition where they put themselves in very, very daring situations

For the fuck of it

You better ask God

[Verse 2]

Did he really mean it when he made me?

We build bombs, cut trees, and we raided your seas

And when it wasn′t the land, we went killing for faith

Self-terminate to end up in a better place

[Verse 3]

God, we built farms

Built guns, built cars

Built factories, far and wide

The democratic institution decides

What's yours? What′s mine

Do you ever turn around and think, ‘before it were fine?’

[Verse 4]

Don't believe in a god

But I reckon if I did I′d ask him why in the greater good

He built a cancer for kids?

And guilt-tripped a whole religion into building a bridge

Because his monkeys had propensities to not take shit

[Outro]

God, whoa

Somebody better tell God