Joan Osborne
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Текст песни Joan Osborne - минус - One Of Us

And if His eyes were pretty glazed
If He looked spaced-out
Would you buy His story
Would you believe He had an eye infection
And yeah yeah
God looks baked
Yeah yeah
God smells good
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What if God smoked cannabis
Hit the bong like some of us
Drove a tidy micro-bus
And He subscribes to Rolling Stone
When God made this place
In the beginning, did he plant any seeds
Or did he put them there for Adam and Eve
So they'd be hungry for the apple that the snake was always offering
And yeah yeah
God rolls great
Yeah yeah
God smells good
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
What if God smoked cannabis
Do you 'spose He had a buzz
When He made the platypus
When He created both our homes
Does He like Pearl Jam or the Stones
And do you think He rolls His own
Up there in heaven on the throne
And when the saints go marching home
Maybe He sits and smokes a bone

If God had a name what would it be
And would you call it to his face,
if you were faced with him,
and all his glory,
what would you ask if you had just one question?

and ya ya God is great
ya ya God is good
ya ya ya ya ya,
What if God was one of us
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus,
Tryin to make his way home

If God had a face,
what would it look like,
and would you want to see,
if seeing meant that you would have to believe,
in things like heavin
and in Jesus and the Saints and the Prophets,

and ya ya God is great
ya ya God is good
ya ya ya ya ya,
what if God was one of us,
just a slob like one of us,
just a stranger on the bus,
tryin to make his way home,
tryin to make his way home,
back up to heavin all alone,
nobody calling on the phone,
exept for the Pope maybe in Rome,

ya ya God is great,
ya ya God is good,
ya ya ya ya ya,
what if Dod was one of us,
just a slob like one of us,
just a stranger on the bus,
tryin to make his way home,
just tryin to make his way home,
like a holey rollin' stone,
back up to heavin all alone,
just tryin to make his way home,
nobody callin on the phone,
exept for the Pope maybe in Rome.

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