The Yawning God

Dullard skipping down the street
 Whistling to a tuneless beat
 Tripping over his own feet
 He falls into a hole
 A stinking sewage hole
 To his mind, his simple mind
 His god lives here, lives right inside
 He smells the piss, the sulfur pit
 His yawning god is breathing shit
 Just a mundane sewage tank
 Cracked open and very rank
 Cretin thinks his god's awake
 Thinks he's found his home
 His very smelly home
 Make us laugh, you silly man
 As you worship this wretched land
 And shave your head like monks of old
 Then sacrifice things to your hole
 [Bass Solo: Widener]
 Brings it little animals
 Until the pit is almost full
 Feels the gassy brimstone pull
 Then he crawls inside
 So horrible inside
 Then repairmen come to fix
 They fill it with shovels and picks
 And just as cretin sees his god
 Heaven goes mysteriously dark