pritch

If God had a name what would it be?
And would you call it to his face?
If you were faced with Him in all His glory
What would you do if you had just one rocket?

And yeah, yeah, God is fat
Yeah, yeah, God is slow
And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was a Mancubus?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a flame ball wobble-puss
Tryin' to make his way home?

If God had a face what would it look like?
And would you want to see if, seeing meant
That you would have to believe in things like Impse
And in Carmack and id tech, and all the monsters?

And yeah, yeah, God is fat
Yeah, yeah, God is slow
And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was a Mancubus?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a mass of lipid pus
Tryin' to make his way home?

Just tryin' to make his way home
Movin' through Tei Tenga all alone
Nobody callin' on zdoom
'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome-ero

And yeah, yeah, God is fat
Yeah, yeah, God is slow
And yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was a Mancubus?
Just a blob like one of us
Too wide to get on a bus
Tryin' to make his way home?

Just tryin' to make his way home
Like an unholy rolling stone
Back up Tei Tenga all alone
Just tryin' to make his way home
Nobody callin' on zdoom
'Cept for the Pope maybe in Rome.ro

© Eric Bazilian, 1994

The lyrics were later changed when the writer was informed that the Doom references weren't mainstream enough