Letras
If a god created this world
He made us his monkeys
If a god created this world
He made us his monkeys
With deathless hands
He tickles us with pain
There must be a higher soul
Just to savor the joke
There must be a higher soul
Just to savor the joke
That we’re on a world-mission
Bein’ the world’s reason
We believe there’s gonna be
A twilight of the gods
We believe there’s gonna be
A twilight of the gods
As we go in procession
When the last man’s layin’ to rest
By and by, mother earth
Looks like a burial mound
One day, mother earth
Is just a burial mound
Glowin’ ’n’ floatin’ through the ocean
Of time and space
If a god created this world
He made us his monkeys
If a god created this world
He made us his monkeys
With deathless hands
He tickles us with pain