I thought I found God living in a cardboard box He was chewing a two inch cigar and he had a sleight cough His hair was dull and white he had a road map for a face Once he thought he ruled the world now he found he had no place He said he gave up on man after 1963 Cause everybody seemed to love their pain and enjoy their misery He said people stopped listening to what he had to say That's why eden had been pushed so far away If God is dead who keeps us alive Who paints the pretty rainbows up in the sky How would we know the grace of God without the sacrifice How would we know true love unless he gave us his life Spitting red man between the pigeons and the cracks Leading karaoke on the subway tracks He never talked about dying or raising from the dead But he ask me if I could hear the voices ringing in his head