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Paroles: Crowded House. Woodface. There Goes God.


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

Cause 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 life

I'd 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 sexy pants and his sausage dog
And he can't stand Beelzebub
Cause he looks so good in black, in black

Hey, don't look now, but there goes God
In his sexy pants and his sausage dog
And he can't stand Beelzebub
Cause he looks so good in black, in black, in black

There goes God
There goes God
There goes God
There goes God (There goes God)
There goes God

There is a God
There goes God
There goes God
There goes God
There goes God