Could God Be a Woman by Jim Lea Lyrics
There are all types and sizes for what it is worth
Bitches and witches and scrubbers and worse
But they’re loved and adored and have a load to bare
To be feeling, to emphasis but mostly to care
In the womb we begin and are fed and deformed
But it’s time for eviction and when we are born
But now there’s a mother and a new life to be
And the child doesn’t know the difference between she and me
And maybe from birth, Mother Nature becomes Mother Earth
In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found
It’s the arms of a woman or the world turning round
Could the arms of a woman be the last, be the first?
So could God be a woman for the whole universe?
And maybe we never forgive for having being let go
But we always need our mummies, their love and their home
But there is no perfect mother, eventually she’ll fail
She’ll love us and leave us, love and leave us again
Mythology has Atlas holding up the Earth
But it should have been a woman, the bedrock from birth
But she’s only human, she’ll have to leave the room
It’s painful to learn that life is not a womb
And we grow, because of the letting go
In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found
It’s the arms of a woman or the world turning round
Could the arms of a woman hold the laugh, give the birth?
So could God be a woman for the whole universe?
The Earth is a she, a nation is a she
A ship is a she, carry us over the sea
In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found
It’s the arms of a woman or the world turning round
Could the arms of a woman be the last, be the first?
So could God be a woman for the whole universe?
A mother figure is a mother
Mother figure of speech
Mother figures are there to love and to teach
They can be grannies, nannies and others
Who are glad to watch over and care
She can even be your dad
Bitches and witches and scrubbers and worse
But they’re loved and adored and have a load to bare
To be feeling, to emphasis but mostly to care
In the womb we begin and are fed and deformed
But it’s time for eviction and when we are born
But now there’s a mother and a new life to be
And the child doesn’t know the difference between she and me
And maybe from birth, Mother Nature becomes Mother Earth
In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found
It’s the arms of a woman or the world turning round
Could the arms of a woman be the last, be the first?
So could God be a woman for the whole universe?
And maybe we never forgive for having being let go
But we always need our mummies, their love and their home
But there is no perfect mother, eventually she’ll fail
She’ll love us and leave us, love and leave us again
Mythology has Atlas holding up the Earth
But it should have been a woman, the bedrock from birth
But she’s only human, she’ll have to leave the room
It’s painful to learn that life is not a womb
And we grow, because of the letting go
In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found
It’s the arms of a woman or the world turning round
Could the arms of a woman hold the laugh, give the birth?
So could God be a woman for the whole universe?
The Earth is a she, a nation is a she
A ship is a she, carry us over the sea
In the arms of a woman lie the lost and the found
It’s the arms of a woman or the world turning round
Could the arms of a woman be the last, be the first?
So could God be a woman for the whole universe?
A mother figure is a mother
Mother figure of speech
Mother figures are there to love and to teach
They can be grannies, nannies and others
Who are glad to watch over and care
She can even be your dad