he’s a gardener a plummer

a mum a dad

a slob a cat

a knife a hat

a car a bike

a path to hike

a beer a bear

god was fred astaire

he is all and through all

your hips and your pelvis

god was the beat that swung in elvis

the good and the bad

the meek the mild

the hip the square

a peach a pear

a girl a boy

a woman a man

he’s your biggest enemy and your greatest fan

all part of the same

the one great plan

our father in heaven

yeah our gods the man

a cow the farmer that lives in the dell

and if you mess up

he’s the boss from hell

you choose your life

so you better choose well

but if you fall down

no biggie god can dig it

he wont rain on your parade

or rub your nose in it

as long as your cool

god will be to

these are some things he told me to tell you