Dear Mr. Supercomputer

Oh my God I can't believe it What went wrong? The human race, in it's place Superstition Man's religion And conditioned Mysteries incomplete And the raven With it's haven Gods in graven Girls and boys Illinois Springfield With it's freak and banter Strike the cantor God is dead, God is dead Oh my God I can't believe it What went wrong? The human race, in it's place In religion Superstition Man's conditioned Mysteries incomplete Take it for a patient Man I caught it Patient is the kind That gets you paid Even if I had Man, I got it Seems I never Had it anyway Sometimes it may seem Your best intentions Take off with A fever anyway 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 All computers go to heaven If you think you got the vision Put it in the conversation 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 All computers go to heaven If you think you got the vision Put it in the conversation I rejoice In what I carry in my heart It overwhelms What a man Great emancipation plans And public transit Clap your hands Abraham Oh religion Superstition Man's conditioned Mysteries incomplete Oh, the raven With its haven Gods in graven All is dead, all is dead