God Is Dead

God is dead, in my shed
Better than red, living in my head
Best unsaid, filling me with dread

God is dead, put it in my shed
Better dead than red, dog is fed
God is dead, definitely dead

No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you

No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you

Chicago school, trust thy fools
"Viva Chavez, Viva Allende"
God is dead, He's buried in my shed

The free market is still not dead
Wartime leaders get Nobel peace prizes
God is dead, He's definitely dead

No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you

No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you
No, I wouldn't lie to you

No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own
No, it was never really my own

Now I wouldn't lie to you
Now I wouldn't lie to you
Now I wouldn't lie to you
Now I wouldn't lie to you

Now I wouldn't lie to you, I won't
Now I wouldn't lie to you
Now I wouldn't lie to you
Now I wouldn't lie to you

No, I was never really my own
No, I was never really my own
No, I was never really my own
All I never really was my own