God Went Bowling

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The Swirling Eddies - Pop

God Went Bowling

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[Verse 1] God went bowling Got the ball rolling Suspends it in air To strike, split, and spare While the kingpin is falling As part of his calling Makes some of us crack In the gutter, at the rack And then God made a barrel Out of slings and arrows Filled it up high With the apples of his eye Now the grubworm is snacking On all we are lacking Aiming his shots At the cores that he rots [Chorus] In the fracas and filth In the fire and the flood In the trash and the tumors The rash and the rub All us tag-team wrestlers Get stuck in the mud And wrestle against Not the flesh and the blood [Verse 2] God set a table For the blind and disabled Served wine, bread, and fish And some mystery dish Made of devils and angels Grave plots and cradles Horses and hearses Praises and curses See the pillages and wonders The miracles and plunders A stumble, a fall See the great free-for-all Now the rattlesnake is coiling 'Round the sheets we are soiling He strikes while we're sleeping And sows what we're reaping [Chorus] In the fracas and filth In the fire and the flood In the trash and the tumors The rash and the rub All us tag-team wrestlers Get stuck in the mud And wrestle against Not the flesh and the blood [Bridge] We want an infinite meddler A fix-it-quick man But he gets off his high horse Gets dirt on his hands And he woos us like a lover Through each bloody cessation And hangs on the cross With the rest of creation [Verse 1] Ah, God went bowling Got the ball rolling Suspends it in air To strike, split, and spare While the kingpin is falling As part of his calling Makes some of us crack In the gutter, at the rack And then God made a barrel Out of slings and arrows Filled it up high With the apples of his eye Now the grub worm is snacking On all we are lacking Aiming his shots At the cores that he rots [Chorus] In the fracas and filth In the fire and the flood In the trash and the tumors The rash and the rub All us tag-team wrestlers Get stuck in the mud And wrestle against Not the flesh and the blood [Outro] And he woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover Woos us like a lover

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Credits

Writers
  • Terry Scott Taylor
  • David Raven
  • Tim Chandler
  • Jerry Chamberlain