Karaoké Hell Yeah Bloodhound Gang

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

If I were God there would be no explicit sex on TV

Like little Opie eatin' pie when he made it with Aunt Bee

If I were God thou shall not worship false

Billy Idols

And thou shall add the Book Of Flavor Flav to the Bible

Thou shall make fun of Hindus

Thou shall not make a Speed 2

If I were God that's what I'd do

Heavens no

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

If I were God I'd get a bunch of slaves to do everything

Norwegian lesbians that feed me grapes and know how to sing

If I were God thou shall not wear tube socks with Flip-Flops

Thou shall sit and thou shall spin

Thou shall even wife swap

Thou shall resist the Olsen Twins

Thou shall not cut Footloose

If I were God that's what I'd do

Heavens no

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

Hell yeah

And when they nail my pimpled ass to the cross

I'll tell them I found Jesus

That should throw them off

He goes by the name Jesús and steals hubcaps from cars

Oh Jesús can I borrow your crowbar

To pry these God damn nails out

They're beginnin' to hurt

Crucified and all I got was this lousy T-shirt

I Can't Believe It's Not Butter

I'll sing as I'm flogged

Yeah that's what I would do if I were God

So vote for me for Savior and you'll go to Heaven

Your lame duck Lord is like

Kevin Spacey in Se7en

With creepy threats of H-E-Double-Hockey-Stick

You just can't teach an old God new tricks

But would I be a good Messiah with my low self-esteem

If I don't believe in myself would that be blasphemy

Just sport some crummy holier than thou facade

Yeah that's what I would do if I were God