i can see god on    a cloud in the sky    on top of the world    watching the world roll by    with a grat big grin    and some good cocaine    jesus by his side    in the pouring rain       cause i can believe    in the inbetween    what can't be said    and only seen    when you close your eyes    and open your heart    and everything you know    just falls apart       i can see god    in italian shoes    with a beard and a gun    and a case of the blues    smoking a cigarette    drinking coors light    with teeth so white    they light up the night       cause i can believe    in the inbetween    what can't be said    and only seen    when you close your eyes    and open your heart    and everything you know    just falls apart       i can see god    on a big white bed    too much time on his hands    too much stuff in his head    hanging otu doing    whatever come round    hanging out    and getting down       cause i can believe    in the inbetween    what can't be said    and only seen    when you close your eyes    and open your heart    and everything you know    just falls apart       and i can believe    what can't be known for sure    the things that might be    the things that never were    and still not know    a thing in the end    and still believe    that god is my friend