Dear Mr. Supercomputer Lyrics - Sufjan Stevens

Oh my God 

I can't believe it 

What went wrong? 

The human race, in its place 

Superstition man's religion 

And conditioned mysteries incomplete 

And the raven with its haven 

Gods-in-graven 

Girls and boys Illinois 

Springfield with its freak and banter 

Strike the cantor 

God is dead, God is dead 

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Oh my God I can't believe it 

What went wrong? 

The human race, in its place 

In religion, superstition 

Man's conditoined mysteries incomplete 

(Superman, Old machines 

Kind as that, Energenes 

Good as dead, Man-Machines 

Computer, effigy 

Sound the horn, make the bed 

Pull the cord, raise the dead 

In my car, on this street 

On this earth, on this feet) 

Take it for a patient man I caught it 

Patient is the kind that gets you paid 

Even if I had, man, I got it 

Seems I never had it anyway 

Sometimes it may seem your best intentions 

Take off with a fever anyway 

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1-2-3-4-5-6-7 All computers go to heaven 

If you think you got the vision, 

Put it in the conversation 

1-2-3-4-5-6-7 All computers go to heaven 

If you think you got the vision, 

Put it in the conversation 

I rejoice in what I carry in my heart 

it overwelms what a man 

Great Emancipation plans, 

and public transport, clap your hands, Abraham 

Oh religion, superstition, 

Man's conditioned mysteries incomplete 

Oh the Raven with its haven 

Gods-in-graven 

All is dead, all is dead