Sorry ladies to make you wait there’s a couple of Buddhists at the Pearly Gates.  Asked my permission to come on board (What’d you do Lord?) I had to have ’em put out with the trash. Sing it! Oh Lord! (heavenly) How great our Lord (sing it to me) Oh Lord! How great our Lord! Ladies ladies. Why does the earth glide by below Like a great big rubber ball? (It is like a rubber ball) Why does the bird fly through the sky Why does the apple fall?  (We don’t know Lord) Folks up here ask me why Things go so badly down below I tell them when they ask me why I really do not know (But you do know don’t you Lord?) Of course I do sing it Oh Lord How great our Lord Oh Lord How great our Lord So great Lord Folks up here ask me why Things go so badly down below I like to tell them when they ask me why I say I really do not know (But you do know right?) You know it come on Oh Lord How great our Lord Oh Lord How great our Lord Oh Lord How great our Lord Oh Lord How great our Lord