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