Текст песни Godsong

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 you 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

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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 you 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
What if I'm wrong