Dear God, you heartless bastard
Where the devil have you been
You’ve not been near nor by me
You have not been heard or seen
I have had no words of wisdom
Nor some fatherly advice
All my prayers have gone unanswered
Now, that isn’t very nice
Though I know I’m not an angel, and
In fact, sometimes I’m hell
There is good inside me somewhere
As I’m sure that you can tell
For the love of bleeding Jesus
I have never asked for much
If a miracle’s a problem
Could you please, just get in touch