On the back pew of an early, early   church there sat a young boy   Where he frequently would perch to hear   the news of the coming of the flood   And that young boy, he grew up   to be a man of brave discovery   Curiosity to spare, but he couldn't sell 'em   on the wondrous things he found   On the ground...in the Galapagos   Can I get a little church in my state?   Give me one ore reason to hate   everything around me.   And baby it confounds me.   Can I get a little church in my state?   Give me one more reason to hate    everything around me.   Cause baby it surrounds me.   You think you're gonna hear the news   and it's the same old thing.   He was taking abuse for speaking    the truth to them.   So he gave up and he moved on down to the Galapagos.   Cause no one could see the genius   but he in things changing.   Can I get a little church in my state?   Give me one more reason to hate   everything around me.   And baby it confounds me.   Can I get a little church in my state?   Give me one more reason to hate    everything around me.   Cause baby it surrounds me.