Is there a man in heaven looking out for you Is there a place dead loved ones go? Is there a source of wisdom that will see you through? Will there be peace in our time? No. We knew Karmu, a faith healer—the black Christ, he said— Laying his hands on high and low Did he cure colds and cancer, and bring back the dead? Did he refuse donations? No. My friend Scott says there’s flying saucers Hiding inside our hollow moon And then there’s Karl, the card-carrying communist Cause revolution’s coming ‘soon’ And Carolyn believes in Fairies And Gabrielle believes in ghosts Yoshe believes in reincarnation And David, in heavenly hosts My mother believes that this physical universe Is a big holographic show And she says someday science’ll catch up with her Has she a shred of evidence? No.