God Song
Music & Lyrics by Barrett Z. Gross
Copyright 2000-2004
God likes to fish in
He is the all-knowing he’s so carefree
God likes to play cards in
He drives a red Porsche, he’s six-foot three
I want to be like God
I want to be I want to be
God likes to smoke herbs grown in
They cure his glaucoma they let him see
God never waits in lines at the airport
He flies his own transport, he travels free
I want to be like God
I want to be I want to be
God’s really such a funny guy
Why else would so many millions cry
Maybe that’s why God gets high
It takes his mind off you and me
God’s really just a funny guy
Why else would so many millions die
Life’s too short and much to brutish
For someone who’s been raised Jewish
God likes to have a beer with his buddies
He never studies and still gets A’s
God at the Super Bowl he always watches
From luxury boxes and drinks champagne
I want to be like God
I want to be I want to be like God