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Maybe your God turns your water into wine
Feeds the masses with one loaf and that’s just fine
I think he also said to judge would be a sin
But the hate there’s always been

Brahma or Mohammed, Buddha, Moses or JC
All trying to find answers but they’re all the same to me
Ain’t no reason you can’t have your God and I’ll have mine
We’re all just climbing to our shrine

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But in the end what if we find it’s all a cosmic joke
The mullahs and preachers have just all been blowing smoke
What if there is no other side, no forty virgins once we’ve died
Would we travel in each other’s shoes
If we thought we had nothing else to lose

Can we quit screaming back and forth and finally change our tune
Start to heed our holy books that ask to commune
Help yourself, there’re lots of doors into the house divine
Just don’t block the way to mine

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No trip up to the Pearly Gates, no Satan down below to hate
Would we travel in each other’s shoes
If we thought we had nothing else to lose