If there is a God I know he likes to rock He likes his loud guitars And 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? Because 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 And covers in our sky Who are you this time? Are you one of us flying blind? Because we're down here throwing stones While you're so far from home And If there is a God If there is a God