♪ So one of these nights
at 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 ♪ ("One of Us" by Joan Osborne) ♪♪♪ ♪ Yeah yeah, 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 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 ♪ ♪ Tryin' to make His way home ♪ ♪ If God had a face,
what would it look like ♪ ♪ And would you wanna 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, yeah ♪ ♪ What if God was one of us ♪ ♪ Just a slob like one of us ♪ ♪ Just a stranger on the bus ♪ ♪ Tryin' to make His way home ♪ ♪ He's tryin' to
make His way home ♪ ♪ Back up to heaven, all alone ♪ ♪ Nobody callin' on the phone ♪ ♪ 'Cept for the Pope,
maybe, in Rome ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ 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 ♪ ♪ Tryin' to make His way home ♪ ♪ Like a holy rollin' stone ♪ ♪ Back up to heaven, all alone ♪ ♪ Just tryin' to
make his way home ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ Nobody callin' on the phone ♪ ♪ 'Cept for the Pope,
maybe, in Rome ♪ ♪♪♪
