Sometimes on a Sunday - The Glorious Sons

God loves cars, and God loves sex

God loves liquor and cigarettes

He’s a fool for the rush just like the rest of us

Cause God is scared of his own death

And he dabbles in drugs on the weekend

Sometimes on a Sunday

When the choir stops singing, and the kids ain’t watchin'

And the angels need a reason to pray

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

I bet that God gets lost too

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

I bet that God sings the blues

God loves Audrey Hepburn

And he love Marilyn Monroe

For all those scenes in all those movies

That no one really knows

And he seduces himself with his own eyes in the mirror

On the top floor of the Mariott

It’s times like that, God really needs a friend

And sometimes the Devil’s all he’s got

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

I bet that God gets lost too

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

I bet that God sings the blues

Sometimes the Devils all you got

Sometimes the Devils all you got

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

Sometimes the Devils all you got

Sometimes the Devils all you got

Sometimes the Devils all you got

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

Sometimes the Devils all you got

I bet it gets lonely in heaven

I bet that God is lost too

I bet it get lonely in heaven

I bet that God sings the blues