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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Smither
Chris Smither
Vocals
David Goodrich
David Goodrich
Electric Guitar
Lou Ulrich
Lou Ulrich
Bass
Mike Piehl
Mike Piehl
Drums
Tim O'Brien
Tim O'Brien
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Smither
Chris Smither
Composer

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
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
And 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
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 mix 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
Are both wrapped up in that double helix
It's what we call
Intelligent design
Written by: Chris Smither
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