And if there is a God

I know he likes to rock

He likes his loud guitars

His spiders from Mars

And if there is a God

I know he's watching me

He likes what he sees

But there's trouble on the breeze



Who are you this time?

Are you one of us, flying blind?

'Cause we're down here throwing stones

While you're so far from home



And if there is a God

And if there is a God

He's a spy with bedroom eyes

Who cowers in our skies



Who are you this time?

Are you one of us, flying blind?

'Cause we're down here throwing stones

While you're so far from home



If there is a God

If there is a God