Historically, historically, we make an appeal To something greater than we are when we need to heal But don't concern him with your little band-aid affair His temper will flare He'll rise from his chair What the hell is it this time? My God is great, my God is good He loves every man But show consideration when you pray in demands His plate is filled with famine and with clean wholesome air If Arsenal wins He really don't care Related What the hell is it this time? What the hell is it this time? You've asked him for redemption twenty times in the past And twenty times he's granted it, and again you have asked But twenty is the limit and he's now getting peeved And when he gets peeved It's not to be believed What the hell is it this time? What the hell is it this time? My God is great, my God is good He loves every man He loves every man He loves every man My God is great, my God is good But show some restraint If you're feeling faint Appeal to a saint What the hell is it this time? It's you again, it's you again, you get on my nerves What the hell is it this time? I've billions to serve You get on my nerves What the hell is it this time? What the hell is it this time?