Godsong Lyrics

Godsong lyrics

Everybody finished their honey tipped cigar

Our after dinner speaker tonight is God

A warm round of applause

And then silence



Tell us of love, we said

Tell us of love

Great one above

Won't ya tell us of love



And he said, well

I've never tasted your flavour before

So maybe love is your whore

Maybe just a figment of emotion



Hear my

Hear my song

What if I'm

What if I'm wrong

Hear my

Hear my song

I'm always right

But what if I'm wrong



The crowd went wild

Man, woman and child

Fuelled by brandy and cherry wine

And the apple in the mouth of the head of John the Baptist

Tell us of hate, we said

Tell us of hate

Don't spare the bait

Won't ya tell us of hate

And he said, well

I've never tasted your flavour before

So maybe hate is your whore

But I remember when we were lovers



Hear my

Hear my song

What if I'm

What if I'm wrong

Hear my

Hear my song

I'm always right

But what if I'm wrong