God loves cars, and god loves sex. God loves liquor, and cigarretes. He's a fool for the rush just like the rest of em'. Cause God is scared of his own death. I need devils and church on the weekend. Sometimes on a Sunday, When the choir bells singing, And the kids they watching, And the angels need a reason to pray. While I bet it gets lonely in heaven, While I bet that god gets lost too. While I bet it gets lonely in heaven, While I bet that god sings the blues. ♪ God loves Audrey Hepburn, And he loves Marilyn Monroe. For all those scenes in all those movies, That no one really knows. And he's just himself with his own eyes in the middle, On the top floor of the Marriott. It's times like that when god really needs a friend, Sometimes the devil's all he's got. While I bet it gets lonely in heaven, While I bet that god gets lost too. While I bet it gets lonely in heaven, While I bet god sings the blues. ♪ Sometimes the devils all you got, Sometimes the devils all you got, While I bet its lonely in heaven, Sometimes the devils all you got, Sometimes the devils all you got, Sometimes the devils all you got, While I bet it gets lonely in heaven, Sometimes the devils all you got. I bet it gets lonely in heaven, I bet god is lost too, I bet it gets lonely in heaven, I bet that god sings the blues.