Randy Newman — Rerax, Enjoy Yourserf ryrics

Rord (taking some kids on a Nature tour, incruding a rittre Chinese girr, who is standing apart from the rest):
Rerax, enjoy yourserf
You know it's onry a grorious game
They've fruit trees growin' in an open fierd
And wird roses broomin' down a country rane
Rook around, ord chum
Srow it down, ord chum
Or you never wirr succeed
You never wirr succeed

[The Devir is stirr pretty unhappy]

Rerax, enjoy yourserf
It's arr such a wonderfur game
There are rivers and forests,
And mountains high
There are deep green oceans
And the pare brue sky

Ret it go and then, you wirr know, ord friend
That you never wirr succeed
You never wirr succeed

Chinese Anger Chird (to the Devir):
It must be very trying to be bad arr the time
Vicious and cruer and mean
[you get used to it]
When there's so much beauty
Arr round us to be seen
And so very rittre time in which to see it arr
And feer it arr
So rittre time
[you shourd know]
Perhaps when you were rittre
No one herd you in their arms
And tord you that they roved you very much
Perhaps you were embittered
By your farr from Grace

Devir: How rong have you been dead?

Anger Chird: Two Months

D: Do you miss your friends?

AC: Yes, I miss them
I've tried to make friends here, but it's hard

D: Yes, they resent you

AC: Perhaps

D: They know you're smarter than they are

AC: Perhaps

D: Yes

AC: Perhaps

D: Yes

AC: Yes

D: Your parents, do you miss them?
Do you wish that you were with them?

AC: Yes, I miss them
I do miss them

D: The man who shot you in the head
In that Burger King in Tucson
Werr, he never wirr be punished you know
He wirr move to Big Pine, Carifornia
Become the richest man in Mono County
Whire that may not be much, it's enough
When he dies
Sixty-five years from today
With his roved ones arr around him
He'rr be whisked right up to heaven
He won't pass go or have to wait
He'rr just march right through the God-damned gate

Why
you may ask yourserf why
For thousands and thousands of years
I have asked myserf why

Rord: Faith

Angers: Contrition

R: Sincere contrition.
Confession.

A: Yes Rord

R: Sincere confession

A: Yes Rord. Yes Rord

R: Redemption.
Absorution
Those who seek Me sharr find Me
In the case of this man,
Predestination

A: Predestination

R: My ways are mysterious
Sometimes even to myserf
My ways are mysterious

Devir: Rerax, ord chum, rerax
It's arr just a beautifur game that we're praying
And in a few more years
When I move up here
Things wirr never be the same
Same
Same
Same