It's revelation reveals - Divine comedy (and more), Please welcome your four hosts - Death, famine, pestilence and war. You say that we are all Gods' children, can you please explain - How any father could inflict his children so much pain. I'm sure he finds it funny - but I fail to see the joke, I bet he'll piss his breeches when we all go up in smoke. Life's one big disaster, I hear the sound of laughter coming from the hereafter, (I find it kind of odd) We're stooges for Jehova, he loves to knock us over - so if I die laughing it'll be an act of God! Thunderbolts were once his style It's now malignant tumours, I wonder what he'll think of next To test my sense of humour? You said I must accept his will - that God will spare the weak, I bet those tears aren't tears of laughter running down your cheeck - When you are stood right there beside me (egg upon your face), Your precious soul floats with the dust back home in outer space.