Second God

God's head was a bag of shit
Before it exploded
The crowd was dancing around
Little worms grabbing his precious air
And the void beneath they were afraid of
Opening the mouth of nothingness

The famous head exploded
The good inside spread across the universe
And there's shit everywhere now
All over the crowd
The stars dripping diarrhea

And the people say
This was a hoax! There's no God!
But I always knew
I knew it before any first Christmas
'Cause I'm the second head
The invisible one
The great mind apart

And I'm also full of shit
I suppose I will explode someday