كلمات God Must Be Doing Cocaine

All of the zombies Walking round out late Making the city our stage Gives us our pleasure And cuts it with pain God must be doing cocaine Everyone's changing Their body and face Don't like the way we were made So many prayers How does he stay awake? God must be doing cocaine Can anyone really blame Him? He probably needs an escape Looking down at His creation And thinking we've thrown it away Robots are learning And we can't keep pace Feels like we'll all be replaced Gets wild ideas When he stays up late God must be doing cocaine Can anyone really blame Him? He probably needs an escape Looking down at His creation And thinking we've thrown it away I drove my brothers To school yesterday Who's gonna make sure they're safe? Feels like sometimes He goes missing for days God must be doing cocaine