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
There is a god
Why sinful angels suffer for love
I´d like to believe
In the terrible truth in the beautiful lie

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
There goes God
In his sexy pants and his sausage dog
And he can´t stand Beelzebub
Cos he looks so good in black, in black