When I was a little girl, I looked to heaven
To find the answers of the brand new day
I hoped that God was smiling upon me
I hoped that God would find my way

Tuesday's dead now, wednesday's over
I think it's time I must take my stand
On, God, if your out there
Would you give me a helping hand?

Just lift up your head
As you fall on your knees
Lift your hands to the air
God, help me, please

Little-bo peep has lost her sheep
And I can't find my way home
Life's a circle running through us
On this earth, we shall roam

Just lift up your head
As you fall on your knees
Lift your hands to the air
Oh, god, help me please

I eat the fruit that worms disease
I'm falling down on my hands and knees
Wouldn't it be nice if money grew on trees?

The laughter lies and it dyes
All the fields of rage and the suicides
Standing face to face with me

Just, just lift up my head
As you fall on my knees
I lift my hands to the air
God, help me, please
God, help me, please
Oh, god help me please

Oh, my
God is dead
Oh, my
God is dead
Oh, my
That God is dead