Blame Her, He Mentioned Quickly

I replied quickly to the God "Get going" He got up and left with his partner, the Elf The slide of honey that had coated his throat Finally dried up The police officer had God arrested I laughed because now the Pope is out of a job Far too many molestations Our promised land is our heart Remember the promise On getting to the promise land Remember the promise On getting to the promise land I could repeat history Yet there is so much disorder I could shout out And let it all out