Take away your daughters, don't stand in front of me
   Take away your young boys, I know where I'm supposed to be
   Don't ask me to tell you about galactic love
   I'm only your cosmic father, banished from above
  
   I was having pipe dreams about congregation scenes
   When I'm asked the minister beamed in on me
   Don't ask me to tell you about galactic love
   I'm only your cosmic father, banished from above
  
   Take away your daughters, don't stand in front of me
   Take away your young boys, I don't know how I'm supposed to be
   Don't ask me to tell you about galactic love
   I'm only a cosmic father, banished from above