The Pride of Creation

I can´t figure the Lord down in funereal gravity

One finishing touch and the creature is coming alive

As I kneel down and pray

I know God is watching over me

Is He´s Knocking me out of my stride

And on day number eight

When the sun is about to go down

Here we go,what a show

What a nose for blow

You´re alive said the maker and smiled at the artwork

You´re divine by the grace of the master above

You´re alive said the maker and smiled at the artwork

You´re divine by the grace of the master above

Hey Frankenstein are you the one I think you are

Godfather If we´re divine you are bizarre

I hear you laughing from the loge above

At my expense for your entertainment

Hey lord above why don´t your armies ever smile

Gotfather why don´t they ever dress in style

And never share the humor that you surely have

Creating me for your entertainment

Why do they have to get married

Before they do what they do

Everyday anyway, when there´s hell to pay

You´re alive said the maker and smiled at the artwork

You´re divine by the grace of the master above

You´re alive said the maker and smiled at the artwork

You´re divine by the grace of the master above

We fold our hands afraid of what we´ve done

Fear is the key to you-thy kingdome come

You shake your head and have another wine

Dont´t you almost die laughing wondering why

Running in the dust, running in the dust

Afraid of the hail stones cold as ice

Running in the dust, running in the dust

Straight to the waselands

We´ll never read your sings

Running in the dust, running in the dust

Afraid of tomorrow

Afraid of what we´ve done

Running in the dust, running in the dust

You´re the disciples of the big bad wolf or what

You´re alive said the maker and smiled at the artwork

You´re divine by the grace of the master above

You´re alive said the maker and smiled at the artwork

You´re divine by the grace of the master above

You´re alive, oh you´re alive

You´re alive, the pride of creation

Oh you´re the pride of creation, yes you are

Oh you´re the pride of creation