Saint Julian - Julian Cope

I met God in a car, in a dream, in Ankerside

And I was very unkind

I said,"You locked us out of the forest

And gave us a mind

I came upon you when I thought I’d lost you

And I cried, 'My God, I thought I’d lost you!

Lost you!

Lost you!'"

He said, «My mind is overflowing

With tales to tell

I’ve been looking around this world I created

It’s going so well!»

I looked, I stared, I said, «I think I’ve lost you!»

Cried out, «My God, I think I’ve lost you!

Lost you!

Lost you!»

I stared into your face, the waves deep and strong

Your fall from grace -- a god so far gone

Remind me not to pray to you

Then my flailing arms smacked your face

Why should I kill you?

I thought of all the bodies, the religious wars

And all of the millions dying for a nobody cause

Sitting in an 8-foot by 8-foot cell, I cried

«You know this treatment isn’t human!»

Up to my waist in the slime and the sweat of days

I hope that I am not forgotten

I came upon you when I thought I’d lost you

And I cried, «My God, I know I’ve lost you!

Lost you!

Lost you!

Know I’ve lost you

Lost you.

Lost you.»