I Talked to the Mother of Jesus

Well, I talked to the mother of Jesus
Very late one night
I told would her about all the things on earth
I didn't feel were right
Like war and poverty
I talked about the environment too
She said she'd talk to her son and
See what he could do

Then I talked to a goddess of long ago
Though I did not catch her name
I told her about my worries
And I wondered who to blame
Surely there must be someone responsible
I'm just trying to find out who
She said, "I ain't the Wizard of Oz young man
But I'll see what I can do"

Well, I want you all to come down here
You need to take a look around
There's something that you're missing
Maybe you can't see through the clouds
There's a lot of suffering going on
There's a lot of lonely people too
I don't know how you do it
How do get all these people to believe in you

Then I went looking for the Buddha
Though I never saw him face-to-face
So I wrote him a long letter
About the trials of the human race
Well I haven't heard back yet
But I expect I will in a day or two
Maybe the mail's a little slow up there
And then he'll see what he can do

Then I talked to the great Mohammed
He was sitting on a mountain very still
I figured if anyone had the answers
He surely will
But all I got was a blank stare
As he gazed out into the sky so blue
He said, "Son, take a walk on back down the mountain
And I' will see what I can do."

Well, I want you all to come down here
You need to take a look around
There's something that you're missing
Maybe you can't see through the clouds
There's a lot of suffering going on
There's a lot of lonely people too
I don't know how you do it
How do get all these people to believe in you

Then I realized all these people
All these thinkers, these prophets, and gods
Need to get themselves together and talk
If they're not too proud
And maybe a miracle would happen
And we would hear them say
Maybe we'll take a long vacation or maybe we'll just go away

Yeah but I want you all to come down here
You need to take a look around
There's so much that you're missing
Maybe you can't see through the slightly polluted clouds
There's a lot of suffering going on there's a lot of lonely people too
I don't know how you do it how get all these people to believe in you