Lyrics

In this town, everyone turns out when a soldier dies
So I was at the grave, when that church bus came
They got off and formed a line, holding up their homemade signs
Shouting out, "God hates the USA"
And as the widow held a freshly folded flag
You could hear 'em out there screaming, "God hates fags"

That ain't my God; that ain't what I believe
That ain't the man who speaks to me
My God is a God of love; he's only there to lift you up
And any God who knocks you to your knees
That ain't my God; that ain't my God

Last night, forty-seven died in the Middle East
When a bomb went off in a marketplace
Just a nameless soldier in a holy war
With eternal life strapped around his waist
Another chapter in the book of lies and pain
And to top it off, they do this in his name

That ain't my God; that ain't what I believe
That ain't the man who speaks to me
My God is a God of love; he's only there to lift you up
And any God who knocks you to your knees
That ain't my God; no, that ain't my God

That TV preacher wagged his finger, as the storm hit New Orleans
Said, the wrath of God will wipe this city clean

That ain't my God; that ain't what I believe
That ain't the man who speaks to me
My God is a God of love; he's only there to lift you up
Any God who knocks you to your knees
That ain't my God; That ain't my God
That ain't my God, no, that ain't my God