Godsong Lyrics - Singles - Bell X1

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