Intelligent Design (Lyrics)
Alex Constantine
Life in the desert knows death in the wind,
Coyote feasts on lizard's withered skin,
The hawk searches out its prey,
The sun burns all the bones away -
Intelligent Design.
Predatory creatures run the earth,
Wanting flesh from the moment of birth -
And this is the hand of God,
Strikes me as very odd -
Intelligent Design.
Be et or eat,
Intelligent Design!
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