2153 - Eliza Gilkyson

Well their brains were quite large for their bodies

And it lulled them into thinking they weren’t dumb

They did guns, extreme sports, special hobbies

And cool tricks with their fingers and thumbs

And they thought they would be guarantee delivered

To some guy in Roman sandals and a beard

So they bought and they fought and they Twittered

By 2153 they disappeared

Ah, they waited for their god in vain

Yeah they waited for their god in vain

In the last big play of the final game

They waited for their god in vain

Oh, they went for the literal translation

Of every text and symbol sacred work and screed

They obsessed over minor variations

Misconstrued the truth to justify their deeds

And they thought that all the others were afflicted

And those who knew the secret handshake would be saved

And they thought in the end they’d all be lifted

Now they’re lying in the beds that they made

Ah, they waited for their god in vain

Yeah, they waited for their god in vain

Standing with their luggage waiting for the transport plane

They waited for their god in vain

Ah, they waited for their god in vain

Yeah, they waited for their god in vain

When they called out for their god each one used a different name

They waited for their god in vain

This is all we can conclude from what’s left of their remains

They waited for their god in vain