-Priest is priest, as god was God, as we were we,..

Psalm:

Hop in! Let’s go for a ride.

Sometimes to "Lincoln Park," or maybe

"Macray’s Seafood Shack" for the best fried clams around!

Sometimes to discover the mysteries of other situations.

It starts at the playground,

A game of H.O.R.S.E., then

A slow ride to route 6 east, the artery of secrets.

One at a time, boys!

God’s nowhere to be found.

Priest has a free hand.

Where we goin’? Well,–– it’s a surprise.

Priest knows God is locked-up inside the tabernacle, and

Not like he usually says: “...is everywhere.”