The car started
motors making burning fuel mumbling
Few in the room no expression another few smile
couple giggle and one laughs
Heaven is a state of dishonesty
You'll never wake from this dream about a lie
And when it ends well one of those crazy theories will be proven
You'll be like a teenager learning what sex is
Or a child getting their mind around why man would create the atom bomb
Little shaken in the soul
But the car started and it's idling like the belching BBQ eating politicans
Beautiful gestures of charity and sincerity to perfume and dress lady bribery
Little shaken of the ethics but super experts on what god is?
Paradoxes lock up the poor and stupid and throw away the key
I see poverty dance and pray and the sound of laughing from prosperity
The afterlife will be a kick
Lying joking and giving the devil the slip
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