I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
Hit by a car ended up
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
On a life support machine
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
For small mercies
She goes down on her knees and prays
Summer's day as she passed away
Girl of eighteen fell in love with everything
Sixteen candles burn in her mind
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
Found new life in Jesus Christ
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
Fighting back the tears Mother reads the note again
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
Then came the rain and once again
Birds were singing in the summer sky
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
Didn't succeed thank the Lord
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
A tear fell from her Mother's eye
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors
And when I die I expect to find him laughing
She takes the blame it's always the same
