Shape - American Gods lyrics

At the dawn before humanity The elder gods held a gathering Panicking over who would reign supreme And there plans and schemes Deemed ridiculous by less meticulous beings The pantheons at war. Odin, Loki, broken mold of Thor Mere mortals hold the door, when the real god slide in Quite thin and strike crews with light like Zeus Had em running in Nike shoes to every corner of the planet Granted their power drew from belief Featured in the green dreams of kings and queens Who told their va**als and peons of the true rulers from the beyond Puzzled over purpose, they built churches And other places of worship because they were tired Of feeling worthless And so every other day, or whenever their mother say They would pray Get on their hands and knees, say their RIPs Give thanks and end with a please The gods grew like some vegetables Majestic and celestial, gaining power from the people Their praises and festivals Human tissue dried their eyes With animal sacrifices, spilling blood for Dionysus Turned to wine and other vices, until every one of our gods Fell like cosmic comets and became just like us We battled in their honor Bloody feet of a centipede That moved over centuries from Africa to Greece Gods names began to change Until their stories and how they cam became One and the same So called pagans burned at the stake For not knowing his face and who to praise Chalk it up to the game Last place in the human race Gave over Judas to live an afterlife This new god wasn't half as nice Requiring human sacrifice Dark ages, Lord save us! We turned to science to bring back the light But it was just as dangerous A new vehicle for deities to inhabit Electric, eclectic, truth and fact replaced magic No more dial up Sunday service Direct connection, social nets working For wealth collection Not to mention, the elder gods were forced To find some new professions You could catch Ananzi, on Grand street Slanging sammies and soup And Nanook, he wear a man suit Do him a solid and let that man cooook He shook, along with the rest of the ancients He;s just trying to make it under the eyes Of the spaceships We're cab drivers, strippers, servers, pitchers Fixtures, myself I push liquor On a beach somewhere and keep my feet in the sand Come for the music, stay for me Im god pray to me Wake the f** up or stay asleep