Gods Monkeys

B Somebody better tell God, I think his monkeys have been playing D#m around; they got a highly propensity to k**l things C#m and a disposition where they put themselves in F# very very daring situations for the f**k of it. B You better ask God, did he really mean it when he made me? D#m We build bombs, cut trees and we raided your C#m seas and when it wasn′t the land, we went killing for F# faith, self-terminate to end up in a better place. B God, we built farms, built guns, D#m built cars, built factories, far and wide; C#m the democratic institution decides what's yours, F# B what′s mine, do you ever turn around and think before it we're fine? B Don't believe in a God but I reckon if I did D#m I′d ask him why in the greater good. C#m He built a cancer for kids and guilt tripped a whole religion into F# B building a bridge because his monkeys had propensities to not take shit. B D#m C#m F# God, B somebody better tell God.