(So one of these nights and about twelve o'clock)
(This old world's gonna reel and rock)
(Saints will tremble and cry for pain)
(For the Lord's gonna come in His heavenly airplane)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If 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?

And, yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryna make his way home

If God had a face
What would it look like? And would you wanna see
If seein' 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, yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryna make his way home

Just tryna make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope, maybe, in Rome

Yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Tryna make his way home

Like a holy rollin' stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just tryna make his way home

Nobody callin' on the phone
'Cept for the Pope, maybe, in Rome

Composição: Eric Bazilian