Last on the List
Here we are, the whole human race
Making a mess of simply spinning through space
Christ on a bike, how hard can it be?
Intelligent life, man, you could've fooled me
Give me a reason, if you like, take your time
When it comes to the front we're at the back of the line
If Jesus comes back I think he'd talk with a frown
If Jesus comes back I think I'll drink 'til I drown
Welcome to the party
Everybody argue amongst yourselves
And if you wanna punch the guy that you came with
Well, that's alright
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Maybe he'll save us when he gets bored
Or maybe we're last on his really long list
Or maybe the fact is he doesn't exist
Whether you know, or whether you don't
If you think it's up to others to keep you afloat
Be nice to your neighbors
Give your mother more hugs
Be nice to the people that give you free drugs
Welcome to the party
Everybody argue amongst yourselves
And if you wanna punch the guy that you came with
Well, that's alright
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Maybe he'll save us when he gets bored
Or maybe we're last on his really long list
Or maybe the fact is he doesn't exist
Johnny can sing and Rukky can pray
But does he ever hear the words they say?
Pam-pa-pa-ra-ra-ram
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Maybe he'll save us when he gets bored
Or maybe we're last on his really long list
Or maybe the fact is he doesn't exist
Hallelujah, screw the Lord
He's not gonna save us, he never gets bored
We're not even last on his really long list
I'll tell you the fact is he doesn't exist
Making a mess of simply spinning through space
Christ on a bike, how hard can it be?
Intelligent life, man, you could've fooled me
Give me a reason, if you like, take your time
When it comes to the front we're at the back of the line
If Jesus comes back I think he'd talk with a frown
If Jesus comes back I think I'll drink 'til I drown
Welcome to the party
Everybody argue amongst yourselves
And if you wanna punch the guy that you came with
Well, that's alright
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Maybe he'll save us when he gets bored
Or maybe we're last on his really long list
Or maybe the fact is he doesn't exist
Whether you know, or whether you don't
If you think it's up to others to keep you afloat
Be nice to your neighbors
Give your mother more hugs
Be nice to the people that give you free drugs
Welcome to the party
Everybody argue amongst yourselves
And if you wanna punch the guy that you came with
Well, that's alright
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Maybe he'll save us when he gets bored
Or maybe we're last on his really long list
Or maybe the fact is he doesn't exist
Johnny can sing and Rukky can pray
But does he ever hear the words they say?
Pam-pa-pa-ra-ra-ram
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Maybe he'll save us when he gets bored
Or maybe we're last on his really long list
Or maybe the fact is he doesn't exist
Hallelujah, screw the Lord
He's not gonna save us, he never gets bored
We're not even last on his really long list
I'll tell you the fact is he doesn't exist
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Thistlethwaite, Barry Paul Mills
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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