The Great Caucasian God

Upon a missile rode the Lord

Roaring, "Justice is the sword"

He was melting off the faces of the damned

You have heard of Noah's flood

That tale will pale against the blood

Pouring out and boiling in uranium sands

Don't you know atomic power

Is just God's celestial shower?

There are those that He has chosen

And those that He has not

There are many who will die

In the Lord's plan by and by

But it won't be you or I

Thanks to The Great Caucasian God

And I said, "Lord, be thou near

Blot out everything that's strange to me

Everything that's queer"

I said, "Lord, don't be far

I am in need of a friend indeed

The Great Caucasian God"

Does not the Lord abide in Texas

Down in Waco and the rest of

Every Israel that hubris ever claimed?

Does not the Lord abide in prisons

Full of men with holy visions?

Don't the Lord abide in every tent and cave?

Does not the Lord abide in bunkers

In rifles without number

Every Ruby Ridge and Rittenhouse and home?

Does not the Lord abide in fear

In tactical gear?

Don't the Lord abide in every hell-bent soul?

I said, "Lord, be thou near

Blot out everything that's strange to me

Everything that's queer"

I said, "Lord, don't be far

I am in need of a friend indeed

The Great Caucasian God"

I'd like to take a moment to talk with y'all about death

There's a lot of folks who fear death coming quick and swift in the night

Stealing away from them the toil of their hands and the fruits of their labor

But I say unto you today

There ain't a crueler trick that death has played on man

Than fooling a man into thinking that while his soul was quite dead inside

He was in fact alive on the outside

There is a foolish generation

Squandered all their fathers gave them

They are running out of time left to enjoy

They would kill and eat their own

If the TV told them so

So, they're keen to watch the world burn just to make a point

And they say, "Lord, be thou near

Blot out everything that's strange to me

Everything that's queer"

They say, "Lord, don't be far"

They are in need of a friend indeed

The Great Caucasian God

I am in need of a friend indeed

The Great Caucasian God