The hand of god lays high above me I'll be good if you really love me Let me feel your mighty crunch As you rub me out like water, fire, coal, etc Let it be known today, if you've got two hands You're supposed to pray Fingers of fire, coal and lead Fondly love me till i'm dead The hand of god is thick and callous Bruised and torn from stones and sticks The hand of god has got a ring about the size of texas Made of steel and rust, my fingers smear Let me try on your hand, and see if it fits Don't worry i won't touch anything unholy with it