European Skies

Sun don't shine in the middle of November or December

Doves don't chirp in the middle of the night

If the son of God came in the form of a bird

It wouldn't ever fly, European sky

They say seein' is believin'

Well, I don't see angel nor demon

I demand explanation,

The pastor says, "For what reason?"

Well, pastor, your theory lacks reason, meanin'

When I ask Google the question

Even Siri lacks speakin', it's semen

The sperm travelin' to the egg makes more sense than

Adam and evenings of gospel

Your book's speaketh of birth

But don't speak of the fossils

It's awful how often we argue about these religions

What's right and what's sinnin',

Who's lost and who's winnin'

While the winters of the ones

Without homes are too chillin'

Would hell be a better place? They say it's warm there

They say we all sin, so our people would swarm there

There must be a lot of room in Heaven

Because only a baby is pure

So maybe we're born there

Maybe the division of religion would

Cause us to be torn there

Earth is so dirty

We come from the dust of the dirt from the Earth

Earth is so dirty

We're told not to love worldly things

But we come from the dirt of the Earth

And the Earth is so worldly

As we fidget spin around the sun

And the night swallows the day,

Remember that for some, um

Sun don't shine in the middle of November or December

Doves don't chirp in the middle of the night

If the son of God came in the form of a bird

It wouldn't ever fly, European sky

Close your eyes