Some say it's just the way I look at night
Some say it's just the way I dance
Some say they'll pray for my deliverance
Well, I don't expect surprises now
But I'm gonna take the chance
Just go on

Tell me what it's like
I can't hear the angels sing
I can't hear the angels sing the book of love
Just prove me that you're right
And I'll be man enough to make
I'll be man enough to make my deal with God
Ooh, my deal with God

Some say it's 'cause I've heard the devil talk
Some say it's 'cause I'm dressed in black
Some say they call on my intelligence
Well, I'm sorry for you ignorant
But I've been to hell and back
Just go on

Tell me what it's like
I can't hear the angels sing
I can't hear the angels sing the book of love
Just prove me that you're right
And I'll be man enough to make
I'll be man enough to make my deal with God
Yeah, my deal with God

Some say it must have been my mama's fault
Some say I'm just an errant lamb
Some simply can't see true magnificence
So now let me tell you something saint
Won't change the way I am
So go on

Tell me what it's like
I can't hear the angels sing
I can't hear the angels sing the book of love
Just prove me that you're right
And I'll be man enough to make
I'll be man enough to make my deal with God
Yeah, my deal with God

Tell me what it's like
I can't hear the angels sing
I can't hear the angels sing the book of love
Just prove me that you're right
And I'll be man enough to make
I'll be man enough to make my deal with God
Well, my deal with God

Make my deal with God