The Good Word Songtext
von Joshua Burnside

Well, the professor sadly scratched himself
And finished the rest of his cold coffee
Felt someone walking over his grave
He said, "I′ve got to get out of this draughty old place"

Well, maybe somewhere a black hole met another
Waltzed together and spun away from each other
Clasped hands for a moment in the empty gymnasium
Their shoes' grip tapping in time to a song older than him

He said, "God, what have I done?
And was it all predetermined?
All meant to be?
If you give me more time, I swear I′ll believe
Give up all that quantum shit
Spend all my days
Spreading the good word and singing your praise"
Ah-ha, yes sir, that's right
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah


Well, the wind made little hurricanes
With the debris in the car park or the driving range
As we have another sip, another toke
Counsellor says we're on a slippery slope

Well, last night I dreamed we were running for our lives
From robots in the jungle, helicopters in the sky
But the ground opened up and I
I couldn′t save her, I couldn′t save her, I couldn't save her again
Oh no, no sir, not this time
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah

God, what have you done?
And was it all predetermined?
All meant to be?
If you give us her back, well, I still won′t believe
But I might give up drinking so much
Just have to wait and see
Sing Glory Hallelujah
Glory Hallelujah