You say it's your God who rules
I say you are all fools
There's no proof he was alive
And even if he was he's died
Faith is the domain of the proofless
Belief without proof is hopeless
To hold out for hope is useless
To follow the herd is useless
There is no way to know for sure
The existence of your lord
Doubt cannot be taken away
When beliefs are based on hearsay
No one can say they know
Of a world two thousand years ago
If you want to make me believe
Give me something I can see
Your God is dead, so worship me instead
I am alive and well today
So bow down on your knees and pray
I'll give you a brand new deal
Because I'm one hundred per cent real
I am but a man
But what a man I am
No need for others to tell you what's true
Because in the flesh I stand before you
Your God is dead so worship me instead