Bedlamite

Old man Wibble
Lush diviner
Duke of babble
Mad soothsayer
Drunken oracle drinks
The Liquid Jesus
Straight from the bottle
Spiritus Sancti
Like God full throttle
Bedlamite seer
Fortune teller croons
Write your own fable
Believe it'll all work out

It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Everything will be alright

Raise, he says, raise a glass
Raise a glass to our, our heterogeneity
Our remarkable resilience through calamity
Raise, he says, raise a glass
Raise a glass to our, our heterogeneity
Our remarkable resilience through calamity

Old man Wibble
Duke of babble
Drank straight from the bottle
Danced on the table
Fortune teller croons
The world may tipple
The world may wobble
Raise your bottle
Of God full throttle
Liquid Jesus
Spiritus Sancti
Write your own fable
Believe it'll all work out

It's gonna be alright
Everything will be alright
It's gonna be alright
Everything will be alright
It's gonna be alright
Everything will be alright
It's gonna be alright
Everything will be alright

Raise a glass
Raise a glass to our, our heterogeneity
Beautiful delirium
Our remarkable resilience through calamity
Raise a glass
Raise a glass to our, our heterogeneity
Our remarkable resilience through calamity

It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Everything will be alright