Lyrics God is Really Real - AJR

My dad can't get out of bed
There's something in his lungs
I think that's what the doctor said
I gotta leave for Paris now
My band goes on at ten
And my dad can't get out of bed

The Earth is spinning like it always did
The New York Times is publishing
Some real important thing
And each day when the world wakes up
Our lawns will still be wet
And my dad can't get out of bed

God is really real
When you really, really need him
Karma just appears
When you suddenly believe it
Hear it loud and clear
Just as long as it's convenient
Life's fuckin' long 'til it stops
And God's fuckin' fake 'til he's not

There's robots that are way too good at art
And everybody's sad now
And tryna get to Mars
Don't wanna hear your problems
'Cause there's just one in my head
And he can't get out of bed

What if we could break you out tonight?
This kind of thing happens to other dads
It don't happen to mine
I'll distract the doctors
We could sneak out with your meds
You could come along
And be a roadie for the band
Come on, dad, get out of bed

God is really real
When you really, really need him
Karma just appears
When you suddenly believe it
Hear it loud and clear
Just as long as it's convenient
Life's fuckin' long 'til it stops
And God's fuckin' fake 'til he's not

Now it's late, I really gotta go
And we can't face our feelings
So we're making lots of jokes
And we won't cry about it
No, we'll be manly men
I love you sounds all corny
So I wrote this song instead

I'll sing it for you, dad
When you get out of bed
I'll sing for you when you're out of bed