Is heaven real? Is it fake? Is it really how I fantasize it? Where's the holy ghost at? How long's it take a man to find it? My mind's a non-stop tape playing and I can't rewind it. You gave me the Bible and expect me not to analyze it. I'm frustrated and you provoked it. I'm not reading that book because a human wrote it. I have brain you should know it. You gave it to me to think, to avoid every useless moment.