Where’s God? - Insane Clown Posse

Innocent… folks

Innocent… folks

Folks…

Innocent… folks

Innocent… folks

Folks…

Innocent folks wrong place at the wrong time

Doing bids or drawn in a chalk line

Little kids crossing the bridge too young

Some tortured before they come, (damn)

Evil is here, the boogie man too

You don’t own a gun, man you should plan to

Am I looking at shit negatively

Crib death mom ain’t got shit left

How the fuck is shit fair out here

Homeless family froze on the stairs

Where’s God?

Bumping his iPod?

It’s odd, I’ll be the lightning rod

I wanna know

Where’s God?

(we don’t know that)

Where’s God?

Where’s God, when shit goes down?

(I wanna know)

Where’s God?

(we don’t know that)

Where’s God?

Where’s God, when shit goes down?

(it ain’t right)

Are we all be tested fail me then

So much fucked up shit where to begin

Some kids are born with a silver spoon

Others born with a needle & a world of doom

Little girl found duct taped and raped

And the killer escaped God give me a break

I want to keep believing but it’s a struggle

Let Jake and Jack Jeckel juggle

Drunk drivers killing Iraq survivors

He can’t interfere, then why’s he here?

After years of feeling like nobody cares

Most of us switch gears on him, cheers!

Church on fire, everybody dies

As a preacher explains & I roll my eyes

This game tryin' to make sense of madness

For a ray of hope in a world of sadness

I get it, we all need hope to cope

But collection plate money goes to dope

I cling by a finger & I’ll admit it

Most of it is bullshit, & I don’t get it

If he was up there chillin', lettin' this happen

Doin' nothin', he’d be in need of a slappin'

But we’re all clueless to how it works

There are no experts & that’s what hurts

«there's not an individual who’s ever confessed Christ, who has not but

One time or another, said the wrong thing, thought the wrong thing, done

The wrong thing, & I don’t care how saved you are»

I still believe…

It ain’t right

Pitiful that

We need him here

It ain’t right