This is the two hundredth and eleventh installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.
Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Origin of Species by Chris Smither.
Lyrics
Well, Eve told Adam
Snakes? I’ve had ’em!
Let’s get outta here!
Go raise this family someplace outta town
They left the garden just in time
With the landlord cussin’ right behind
They headed East
And they finally settled down
One thing led to another:
A bunch of sons
One killed his brother
And they kicked him out with nothin’ but his clothes
And the human race survived
‘Cause all those brothers found wives
But where they came from
Ain’t nobody knows
(guitar riff)
Then came the flood
Go figure…
Just like New Orleans only bigger
No one who couldn’t swim would make it through
The lucky ones were on a boat
Think “circus”
And then make it float
I hope nobody pulls the plug on you!
How they fed that crowd is a mystery
It ain’t down in the history
But it’s a cinch they didn’t
Live on cakes and jam
Lions don’t eat cabbage
And in spite of that old adage
I ain’t never seen one
Lie down with a lamb
(long guitar riff)
Well, Charlie Darwin looked so far
Into the way things are
He caught a glimpse of God’s
Unfolding plan
God said: “I’ll make some DNA”
They can use it any way they want
From paramecium
Right up to man.”
“They’ll have sex
And mixed up sections of their code
They’ll have mutations…
The whole thing works like clockwork over time.”
“I’ll just sit back in the shade
While everyone gets laid
That’s what I call
Intelligent design.”
Yeah, you and your cat named Felix
Both wrapped up in that double helix
Is what we call
Intelligent design