God Must Be a Boogie Man (Live)

He is three

One's in the middle unmoved

Waiting

To show what he sees

To the other two

To the one attacking

So afraid

And the one that keeps trying to love and trust

And getting himself betrayed

In the plan

Oh the divine plan

God must be a boogie man

One's so sweet

So overly loving and gentle

He let's people in

To his innermost sacred temple

Blind faith to care

Blind rage to kill

Why'd he let them talk him down

To cheap work and cheap thrills

In the plan

Oh the insulting plan

God must be a boogie man

Which would it be

Mingus one or two or three

Which one do you think

He'd want the world to see

Well

World opinion's not a lot of help

When a man's only trying to find out

How to feel about himself

In the plan

Oh the cockeyed plan

God must be a boogie man