He never meant to do no wrong But memories of his good deeds fade He didn't take him very long To raise the first black barricade So if you're bothered by your god, If ten commandments are for naught... He never meant to do that, no But he always fuckin' right And always knew it, friends or foe? The mostly kept him satisfied So if you're bothered by your god, If ten commandments are for naught, You just remove him surgically Reset your whole anatomy One day the lord stood on his way And took his women, the whole lot He never did confirm his faith He needs them all, no matter what So if you're bothered by your god, If ten commandments are for naught, You just remove him surgically Reset your whole anatomy White powder soon became his choice Hoping that god would miss the ploy His brain was soon full of white noise All friend were gone, fortune destroyed Then god just took aways his booze He never did confirm his faith His inspiration had to loose He broke his burbon DNA So if you're bothered by your god, If ten commandments are for naught, You just remove him surgically Reset your whole anatomy