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