| Who put a candle in the window
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| Who put the silence in a young ones eyes
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| Turning love into suspicion burning flags and taking sides
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| Well that’s a different god to my god
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| That’s a different god to mine.
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| Who answers prayers with questions
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| And who puts chains around your feet
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| Sends you crawling to salvation
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| When you should be dancing in the street.
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| Well that’s a different god to my god
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| Yeah that’s a different god to mine.
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| You don’t believe in Angels
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| You think they’ve got something to hide
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| And you don’t believe in Devils
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| You say they’re just angels disguised.
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| And in the house you kneel on Sunday
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| They’re gonna tell you heaven’s here
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| If you build a wall around the garden
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| And fill your own heart with fear.
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| Well that’s a different god to my god
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| Yeah that’s a different god to mine
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| That’s a different god to my god
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| Yeah that’s a different god to mine
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| A different god to my god, that’s a different god to mine, mine, mine |