C'mon Boy! Lyrics

Man up mere human! Are you ready for this?

Hide under your sheets give your teddy a kiss!

You're about to encounter pure heavenly bliss

A facetoface tryst with the One who permits

The devil to dangle you above the abyss

But I don't concede that I've acted amiss

C'mon let's have ourselves a battle of wits

And see finally which one of us submits

So let's talk about dragons and dinosaurs

Let's ask Where we come from? What's it all for?

Silence the superficial—cut right to the core

Seek wisdom and you'll find the key to heaven's door

Though you might have to stop exercising your jaw!

Your zeal to have the final word could be your fatal flaw

Kid I can show you the world – let me give you the tour

Step on my magic carpet and sit tight as we take flight and soar!

C'mon boy! Are you ready?

C'mon boy! Are you ready?

C'mon boy! Are you ready? – Here we go!

Now man up mere human – please don't be terrified

Let's look the real questions straight in the eye

And ask ourselves What is the meaning of life?

And is what we thought really true really right?

Let's dare to become like a child and ask Why?

Why do bad things happen even when we are nice?

And is the Bible more than merely ethical advice?

And what must a sinner do to enter paradise?

Dinosaurs and dragons – "That's just madeup mythology

And perhaps a splash of prettified palaeontology"

But listen these are parables That's narrative theology

Regardless of what you make of layers of geology

No I make no apology for explaining my sovereignty

By painting you a picture of a mythical monstrosity

Human! you were made for visual art not mere philosophy

Why d'ya think so many sink when tempted by pornography?

C'mon boy! Are you ready?

C'mon boy! Are you ready?

C'mon boy! Are you ready? – Here we go!

An aside: Rudolf Bultmann demythologise this

Your attempts to radically theologize missed

You tried to dance with the Dragon you acted amiss!

You fool! Now you're gone vanished like the morning mist

What were you doing? Were you taking the piss?

Without miracles how could there ever be eternal bliss?

And now your soul with Satan sinks into the deep abyss!

The existential ultimate CRISIS

I'm sorry Rudolf—am I calling you names?

Changed your mind? Wanna come and join the reindeer games?

Do I look like Santa Claus? Do I ride on a sleigh?

Because Satan's not just Santa with the 'N' rearranged!

Now you're trapped in Satan's claws and we can't build a case

To possibly make you eligible for my grace

The one miracle I can't do is to somehow erase

Your denial of the faith No it's really too late

C'mon boy!