You may say I am cynical  but I say man is flawed
He has a vague memory of before some fall
Behaving like a reptile  but talks of walking tall
If God is in his image  the almighty must be small

Swaggart has been caught with his trousers round his knees
After damning me and you to hell for eternity

Sex and power and money is the prayer of these priests
They bribe their way past heavens gates and steal a set of keys

God only knows my guru has been sleeping with adepts and with sheep
While I was f**king celibate  self-righteous in belief

Yesterday he was god  now he is a creep
We fell upon each other starving for relief

God only knows

I damn you all to hell

I speak in the name of god

I know him intimately

I speak in the name of the white haired old man in the clouds

Always a man

Dispensing lightening justice from his fingertips

As self-righteous and bigoted as those who created him

A cruel desert God with absolutely no sense of humor

How do you feel old man

How do you feel

Being spoken for by these self-righteous fanatics

Is heaven full  oh lord  of these babbling preachers and
God-fearing biggots

Well I know where Id rather be

Away from this cacophony

God only knows

God only knows

God only knows