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 Because 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 could 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 (Because we were) Way past that then Way past that test Way past your best Way past that now