God is light. Light is good. God is good. . There's a bag lady siften through trash in my neighborhood. Asked for a light, ya know I understood. . God is light.
Stranger than fiction. I heard the mouth of the young girl say. Stranger than fiction. Wakin up everyday. Talk to Atlanta. By the way of the Great Divide.
She thinks of John Travolta on the same day as me. She even likes artichoke hearts like me. She likes corn. Corn on the cob. She eats cornflakes before she goes to her job.
You say potato and I say three. You say potato and I say three. You say potato and I say three. You say potato and I say three. You say potato and I say three.