(So one of these nights and about twelve o'clock)
(This old world's going to reel and rock)
(Saints will tremble and cry for pain)
(For the Lord's gonna come in His heavenly airplane)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahIf God had a name
What would it be? And would you call it to His face
If you were faced with Him in all His glory?
What would you ask if you had just one question?Yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahWhat if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way homeIf God had a face
What would it look like? And would you want to see
If seeing meant that you would have to believe
In things like heaven and in Jesus and the saints
And all the prophets?And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahWhat if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way homeJust trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
'Cept for the Pope, maybe, in RomeOh, oh, oh, ohYeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahWhat if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way homeJust trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way homeNobody calling on the phone
'Cept for the Pope, maybe, in Rome
Composição: Eric Bazilian.
