Job

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Job

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[JOB] The fire of God fell from heaven And burned up the sheeps and the oxen A great wind came across the desert And fell on the heads of my children I got loathsome sores from the sole of my foot To the crown of my head And now my God, my God, my sweet sweet God I was that I was dead Well, I always thought You were the best And now You put me to the test And now my God, my God, my sweet sweet God I wish that I was dead You took my daughters You took my sons You took my good stuff You took my fun You took my sweetness You took my pride You took my joy and I'm dead inside And my shoes don't fit and I'm allergic to cats And last night in the kitchen I swear I saw a rat I don't have enough time, and it's raining again And I hate my mother and I lost my pen My baby was butchered, my soul's on fire I slit my wrists on an old piano wire My mind wanders and I drink all the time I've been beaten, I've been raped, is the guilt all mine? No one loves me enough, and my belly's too large I don't have enough stuff and there's bad guys in charge And the people I love, they can be so mean There's a pain that gnaws me I'm afraid to be alone Terrors plague me The night racks my bones And You've forgotten me And You've turned your back And this world is shit And You don't do jack And well my God, my God, my sweet sweet God I wish that You were dead [ENSEMBLE] La da da, da da, da da da da... [JOB] I have become like dust and ashes And I cry to You and You do not answer me You toss me about in the roar of the storm And I would speak to the Almighty I desire to argue my case with God Why do You hide Your face? Answer me! Answer me! Get down here and answer me!!!!!! (God comes down) [GOD/JOB] You don't know what it's like to be me You don't know what it's like to be me You don't know what it's like to be me You don't know what it's like to be me- [GOD] Enough! Silence! Gird up your loins like a man. I will question you Were you there when I laid out the Earth? Who measured it? Surely you know! Or who shut in the sea When it burst out from the womb? Surely you know! Have you commanded the morning since your days began And caused the dawn to know its place So that it might take hold of the skirts of the Earth And the wicked be shaken out of it? What's it like at the gates of death? Surely you know! Or how about the gates of deep darkness? Surely you know! For you were born then, and the number of your days is great! What about horses (I made those) How'd they get so big and strong? Surely you know It leaps like a locust Its majestic snorting is terrible How come? Oh, oh yeah, you know Can you lift up your voice to the clouds So that a flood of waters covers you? Can you send forth lighting, can you send forth snow? The ostrich flaps its wings wildly [JOB] I really wanna punch you in the fucking In the fucking face Yes I really wanna punch you in the fucking face I really wanna punch you in the fucking In the fucking face Yes I really wanna punch you in the fucking face [GOD] Consider Leviathan Can you draw it out with a fish-hook Or press down its tongue with a cord? Will it speak soft words to you? Will you play with with it as with a bird Lay hands on it; Think of the battle; You will not do it again! Can you open the doors of its face? There is a terror all around its teeth It's big, and I made it! Its mouth is a torch Sparks of fire leap out And out of its nose comes smoke As if from a boiling pot It sneezes light Its eyes are the dawn You think you can do that? Aw yeah really come on Its breath kindles coals Flame comes out of its mouth Its neck is the North Its legs are the South Its terrible dancing Leaves a shining wake On Earth it has no equal Leviathan is king over all that are proud [ENSEMBLE] He's Gonna Punch her In the [JOB] Fucking face (He punches GOD in the nose)

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  • Dave Malloy