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Lord, there is no misery
like the misery you've given me
when I was still too young to choose
you gave me choice and set me loose
o Lord what kind of poppa are you?

Lord there is no liberty
like the liberty you've given me
when I was way too young to choose
you gave me choice and set me loose
whether you approved or disapproved
still you let me get to my own groove
o Lord what a cruel game to play
O Lord, letting me do things my own way

I forgot the shape I was baked in
when the bottom fell out of my cake tin
all my foundations were shaking
and the roof of my building was breaking
my skies overhead were collapsing
and the breath in my throat was catching
its still catching, I'm not re-enacting

*call me Gibbon, one of God's sons, and I'm on one
breakin' Babylon walls down like Samson
handsome in the hands of the Head of the Eschaton
I'll be waking neighbours, raising praise until my breath is gone*

O Lord, O My Lord

*see I only got these lyrics 'cause he rhymed first
woke the earth into motion with a spoken word
contemplating his creation is making my mind hurt
so I'll go back to basic praise writing lines in the dirt*

but Lord there is no liberty
like the liberty you promised me
from the stickiest webs I spun
when I was out making my own fun
O Lord, that's the kind of poppa you are
no matter where I may run, you say no place is too far
and O Lord, that's the kind of poppa you are
you tell me that you love me and you bear the scars

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