A Recorded Message

To whom are you praying nobody's there Haven't you noticed it's just thin air There's billions of life forms crawling, flying, walking around Why should words of yours be heard above this motley crowd And then we've got stars with planets galore And this Sky Guy is heard saying no no not more So this Who you're praying to he's covering his ears And the noise is almost bringing him to tears There's people who claim to have voices in their head Although this Hearer of Prayers has voices following him even to bed BUT The secret's not out and that's a sure bet Out of all the prayers comin' today he ain't heard a one yet Because when his hearing aid's off Sky Guy is deaf as a stone And that's when the voices are finally gone When his ear device is off he turns the prayers over to that Angel who Fell And the advice that guy gives to the Prayerful could only come from Hell Who's gonna get through the eye of a needle when the trumpet blows ? It ain't gonna be many of those noisy Parkers, that's for sure God knows!