The angels don't know where to find her, she went out early yesterday.
Spreading havoc and destruction, breaking hearts along the way.
The saints are laughing, burning churches
There's love exploding everywhere, people hanging out,
expectation in the air

God is on a bender
tearing up the town
drinking everything
healing everyone
kicking Satan's ass around

She threw a shoe at a bartender
Closed the schools and split the sky
Smoked racism and disease, pride and poverty to.
She's fired all the governments, put flowers in control
Now she's singing and she's taking off her clothes
Made all the money disappear, she's feeding every hungry soul

God is on a bender
tearing up the town
drinking everything
healing everyone
kicking Satan's ass around

She told a cop to mind his manners, put that thing where it belongs
Turned all the bombs into houses, all the bullets into popcorn
All the reasons into songs

God is on a bender
tearing up the town
drinking everything
healing everyone
kicking Satan's ass around

The dogma cats are howling, their backs are up against the wall
God is on a bender
Heaven help us all
Heaven help us all

ya, hahahaa

David Wilcox*Karl Wyatt Music, a division of Karl Music Inc.(SLOCAN) Published(p)1996 EMI Music Canada