What'll I tell him
When he comes to me for absolution?
Wouldn't you know it?
Hope I don't make a bad decision'
Cos I'd like to believe that there is a 
GodWhy sinful angels suffer for love
I'd like to believe in the terrible truth
In the beautiful lies
Like to know you
But in this town 
I can't get arrested
If you know me
Why don't you tell me what 
I'm thinking?
Hey, don't look now but there goes 
GodIn His sexy pants and 
His sausage dog
And he can't stand 
Beelzebub'
Cos he looks so good in black, in black
Hey, don't look now but there goes 
GodIn His sexy pants and 
His sausage dog
And He can't stand 
Beelzebub'
Cos He looks so good in black, in black, in black
There goes 
GodThere goes 
GodThere goes 
GodThere goes 
GodThere goes 
GodThere is a 
GodThere goes 
GodThere goes 
GodThere goes 
GodThere goes 
God