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 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
But there goes god
In his s**y pants
And his sausage dog
And he can't stand
Beelzebub
'cos he looks so good in black, in black