Belafonte's Inferno Lyrics - Dead Milkmen

He would sit in the class and dream 

While the teacher lectured 

Until the school bell would ring 

He'd be President 

Philosopher king 

He was a dreamer, he was a creator 

He would dream what he wished to be 

He was a God, he was a creator 

He fell in love with a mystery 

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He made up rock bands and TV stations 

He invented the music 

He invented the shows 

He would lie on his bed at night 

Spinning records on his chest while he sang 

I am your God, I am your creator 

But you can do what you want to do 

I am your God, I am your creator 

You can love me or hate me 

It's up to you 

Then one night 

Some people landed a spaceship 

In his bedroom and he got in 

They took him to the land that he created 

And tied him to a tree and killed him 

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He was their God, He was their creator 

To others that created them(?) 

I am your God, I am your creator 

Even loved the ones who hated him