Letras: Bottle Rocket. The Water's Fine.

You know he's somewhere
But you don't know if he cares
About the way you live
So you throw him up a prayer
You hope he hears you
But the odds are even split
That when he answers
You'll be ready to commit
You've got a hobby
And you play it every Sunday
A little fire insurance
Keeps you coming back for more
Nice man in the suit
Says you should live it every weekday
You forgot by Monday
Who knows, maybe someday
You know he's up there
But you don't know if he cares
About the way you live
So you throw him up a prayer
You hope he hears you
But the odds are even split
That when he answers
You'll be ready to commit
Afraid to tell your friends
You know what they'd be saying
"Lost another buddy

To the Jesus lovers club
We knew him when he used to
Hurl at all our parties"
Factory liquidation
What a reputation...
You know he's somewhere
But you don't know if he cares
About the way you live
So you throw him up a prayer
You hope he hears you
But the odds are even split
That when he answers
You'll be ready to commit
One foot in the ocean
And the sand is getting hotter
Do you need a "Jump" sign?
Come on in, The Water's Fine
You know he's somewhere
But the odds are even split
That when he answers
You'll be ready to commit
Revelation 3:16
2 Chronicles 16:9
1 Kings 8:61