Are we not the living proof of the idiot God who placed us here   Are we not His dirty children, His unwashed sons who He holds dear      Are we not the proof that there may've been another creator   If this is the ultimate truth, it had to come out sooner or later      I've looked for the reason why we're here   I've kept on searching until it was clear   I've looked for excuses - can't find no other   We must be the product of God's kid brother      Their ivy halls are closed to us   We scrape to survive and we taste the dust   The things that we weren't meant to know   Are spoke of in places where we can't go   So don't tell me you still find it hard to believe   That we were made by a different God      Are we not the proof that there may've been another creator   Let's run to the volcano and toss a virgin in the crater      I've looked for the reason why we're here   I've kept on searching until it was clear   I've looked for excuses - can't find no other   We must be the product of God's kid brother      Their ivy halls are closed to us   We scrape to survive and do what we must   The things that we weren't meant to know   Are spoke of in places where we can't go   So don't tell me you still find it hard to believe   That we were made by a different God      Maybe there are two Gods   A perfect God who made all those perfect people   And another God who made the rest of us   And maybe, just maybe, somewhere there's a Heavenly choir   That sings off key      Are we not the proof that there may've been another creator   We'll dodge our way through life and hope for something greater      I've looked for the reason why we're here   I've kept on searching until it was clear   I've looked for excuses - can't find no other   We must be the product of God's kid brother