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I was a Hebrew School dropout
I never made the grade.
But never having talked with God
Left me feeling just a bit dismayed.
Never doubting for a moment that
I was part of the chosen tribe,
I decided to go seeking truth, and
Find teaching to which I could subscribe.
I did not ponder or hesitate
But left to go investigate.

And then the Christians told me,
Alas, that I was wrong:
That Christ was speaking to me,
And I should string along.

So I got dunked, and dipped and sprinkled,
Then went my merry way,
Convinced that since Id found Him,
He would return some day.

All the billboards told me
It would happen any day,
And the preacher preached his message
That God was on His way
That wed better be good and better be nice
Cause Hes making a list and checking it twice.

And then a strange thing happened
God really spoke to me,
And said that He had come again
If I had eyes to see.

It was so clear and simple
A gift for all mankind:
To live in peace and brotherhood
A truth that all must find.
So I ran to tell the Rabbi
The truth that I had found:
The Lord of Hosts had come
And we were homeward bound.

The Rabbi sadly shook his head
Said my mind was in a deep fog,
He said that God could only speak
On Saturdays in his synagogue.

I quickly saw a Priest
And told him what Id found and thought
He crossed himself and told me
My God was a Communist plot,
And God would only speak to those who search
On Sundays in his sanctified church.

Everywhere I went
They sang the same old song:
That if God spoke of love and peace,
Certainly Id heard wrong.
And everyone I spoke to
Seemed basically to agree
That truth is only truth
Within their monopoly.

And they alone could give man
All that he could possibly need
By adding two cups of water
To an instant religious creed.

And they would be glad to provide this
Most and day at noon,
Along with an awesome warning
That God is coming soon. 

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