The Hill Song

The dice was rolled the night Allah made you

Always thought you were the golden one

So why have you got nothing better to do

Delay the future

Delay our future

God loves a winner

God pays for dinner

God hates all you sinners

God loves a winner

You always looked like such a lovely man

If you're confused maybe ask someone

'Cause when you speak another's heart in your hands

And that's the future

If there's a future

Did you ever believe in love?

What the hell were you thinking of?

You sure you didn't dream this up?

God loves a winner

God pays for dinner

God hates all you sinners

God loves a winner

'Cause we were, 'cause we were way past that then

Way past that now

If this works out I can run my own destiny (Oh yes, you can)

Preach new sponsorships and sacred profits (Oh yes, you can)

Kickstart a page for the age of new hypocrites (Oh yes, you can)

Misjudge the world and everybody on it

Did you ever believe in love?

What the hell were you thinking of?

You sure you didn't dream this up?

God loves a winner

God pays for dinner

God hates all you sinners

God loves a winner

The dice was rolled the night Allah made you

God pays for dinner

God hates all you sinners

God loves a winner

('Cause we were)

Way past that then

Way past that test

Way past your best

Way past that now