it's not your fault that you got hurt
you're not a piece of karmic dirt
you were sailing toward your dream but the world laid waiting
it's not your fault that you got hurt

must be an idiot in the sky
tooth for a tooth eye for an eye
a little rain must fall but why the genocide
must be an idiot in the sky

so place your head between your knees
you'll have lots of company
when st. peter calls you just say
please

hail to that idiot in the sky
you were sailing toward your dream but the world laid waiting
its not your fault that you got hurt

so place your head between your knees
you'll have me for company
when st. peter calls you just say
pretty please

pray to that idiot in the sky
you were sailing toward your dream but the world laid waiting