Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah And if God does exist I am sure He will forgive Me for doubting, for He'd see How unlikely He himself seems
Ooooh Ooooh Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah And if God Does exist I am sure He Will forgive Me for doubting Him For He'd see How unlikely
desolation Scenes of devestation of a love been torn apart, oh baby I live on a battlefield though one where not one Single drop of blood has spilled
get through Oh yeah She was a fine girl Outa this world Well, yeah, well, yeah, well, yeah, well Oh yeah She was a fine girl She could get down wit
in this race You don't know me I'm a knife, I'm a rope, I'm a bitter pill A tooth on the cog that you built to spill You don't know me I'm not defined
If you wishes Silverware too Make it look brand new... when she get through Oh yeah, She was a fine girl Outa this world Well, yeah, well, yeah, well, yeah, well, Oh yeah