I was hanging around an aquarium
And I stared at the fish, but the fish, the fish just swum
I was sifting through stuff on a market stall
I had no idea at all what I was looking for on a market stall

A vague parade before my eyes
Material goods materialised
I'm not a believer so imagine my surprise
When I found myself looking for God

So I looked for God in an opium den
But the things were good, and I throw up, and then somebody [?] at 7 AM
And I looked for God in a discotheque
I put my head into the basement and I emerged a total wreck

On a [?] or in a loaf of bread
Between your thighs on an unmade bed
I touched the infinite
I put my finger in it
And much to my surprise
I found myself looking for God

Well, I looked for God scientifically
But worshipping a dolphin doesn't do a thing for me
You claim the Bible is a work of fiction
Then how do you explain this morning's crucifixion?

And suddenly before my eyes
I swear he did materialise
I'm a non-believer, so imagine my surprise

I did give praise; I did prostrate myself
I found it when I was not really looking
I guess it's true that every step you take is holy ground
Now every time that I look into your eyes
Oh, I find myself looking for God

Looking for God
Looking for God
Looking for God
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