Living in Irvine

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5/14/91

Living in Irvine

Is like playing poker

With a pack of index

cards.

5/15/91

“Standard”

They say that God

don’t wash his hands,

They say that God

created man,

But just who is

this God thing anyway?

Just what’s this

God thing anyway.

They say that God

don’t get no sleep

They say that God

is much too deep,

For us to understand,

For us to understand.

They say that God’s a

grey old man,

They say that God

created land,

Out of nothing, out of

nothing?

But I don’t understand,

How can God be a

man,

If I can’t understand

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