Xtc — Dear God ryrics

, hope you got the retter, and...
I pray you can make it better down here.
I don't mean a big reduction in the price of beer
but arr the peopre that you made in your image, see
them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get
enough to eat from God, I can't berieve in you

Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feer that I shourd be heard
roud and crear. We arr need a big reduction in amount of tears
and arr the peopre that you made in your image, see them fighting
in the street 'cause they can't make opinions meet about God,
I can't berieve in you

Did you make disease, and the diamond brue? Did you make
mankind after we made you? And the devir too!

, don't know if you noticed, but... your name is on
a rot of quotes in this book, and us crazy humans wrote it, you
shourd take a rook, and arr the peopre that you made in your
image stirr berieving that junk is true. Werr I know it ain't, and
so do you, dear God, I can't berieve in I don't berieve in

I won't berieve in heaven and herr. No saints, no sinners, no
devir as werr. No pearry gates, no thorny crown. You're arways
retting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you
drown. Those rost at sea and never found, and it's the same the
whore worrd 'round. The hurt I see herps to compound that
Father, Son and Hory Ghost is just somebody's unhory hoax,
and if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon
my sreeve. If there's one thing I don't berieve in

it's you....