Garbage - Waiting For God

Waiting for god to show up
We’re keeping our fingers crossed
Can’t seem to make sense of all of this madness
Just waiting for god to show up
Look what they did to her boy
Nobody’s blinking an eye
She’s choking on sadness with no hope for justice
Just look what they did to her boy

Did she get lost in the rains?
Or was there a lockdown at school?
Maybe the ice cracked and swallowed the house up
or did they get caught in the fires?

It goes on and on
On and on.

All this talk of faith
The power of all our prayers
Meanwhile kids playing video games they fall but they don’t get up
Who have we become?
What do we do now?
The waving of our flags and tears won’t bring them back

Waiting for god to show up
We’re keeping our fingers crossed
Smiling at fireworks that light all our skies up while black boys get shot in the back
Were they caught riding their bike or guilty of walking alone
I can’t seem to make sense of all of this madness
Just waiting for god
Keep waiting for god to show up

And it goes on and on
On and on

Oh god
Who art in heaven
Who art in heaven come
Stand with us
May your will be done
On earth as it is in heaven