I've got a mock God
A slightly flawed fraud
He's an odd sod
but he's my god
And if you mock my god
I'll call the police squad
PC Plod will save
My God
v1
My god exists inside my head
I'll keep him there until I'm dead
if then I find I was mislead
I'll start to worship yours instead
But until then I'll pray to him
To save my soul, however slim
I'll surrender to his whim
For the other gods seem grim
v2
A figment of the fundament
This phantom that I represent
Claims to be omnipotent
Affirms that he's omniscient
For this divine psychosis
Is as real as one supposes
And so my God proposes
he is the apotheosis
m8
He's cool and categorical, often he's an oracale
Sometimes he's rhetorical, though never really logical
always theological
maybe mythalogical
even neurological
and of course he's metaphorical
v3
I can't betray my deity
His every wish I do obey
For though he is imaginray
He's perfect for this cabaret
He knows what's right, he knows what's wrong
He told me to perform this song
To make it light and not to long
So don't despair I'll soon be gone