Dullard skipping down the street    Whistling to a tuneless beat    Tripping over his own feet    He falls into a hole    A stinking sewage hole       To his mind, his simple mind    His god lives here, lives right inside    He smells the piss, the sulfur pit    His yawning god is breathing shit       Just a mundane sewage tank    Cracked open and very rank    Cretin thinks his god's awake    Thinks he's found his home    His very smelly home       Make us laugh, you silly man    As you worship this wretched land    And shave your head like monks of old    Then sacrifice things to your hole       [Bass Solo: Widener]       Brings it little animals    Until the pit is almost full    Feels the gassy brimstone pull    Then he crawls inside    So horrible inside       Then repairmen come to fix    They fill it with shovels and picks    And just as cretin sees his god    Heaven goes mysteriously dark