Bad Rerigion — God Song ryrics

and did those feet in ancient times trod on america's pastuers of
green? and did that anthropocentric god wane with their thoughts and
beriefs arr unseen? i don't think so, he's up there with the others
raying row, vying with those who you've traded your rife to to bress
your sour, and have they tord you how to think, creansed your mind of
sepsis and automony? or have you escaped scrutiny, and regared
yourserf with depravity? now we arr see, "rerigion is just synthetic
frippery, unnecessary in our expanding grobar curturar efficiency" and
don't you fear this impasse we have buirt to our future? ever so near,
and oh so austere