Lyrics of 'God Don't Make No Trash' by Bare: A Pop Opera

Sister chantelle
You don't have to say another word, you just listen to me.

Peter
Sometimes it seems-

Sister chantelle
You don't have to say another word, just listen to me!

When god sits on his mighty throne
And says 'what shall i make today?'
He don't grab a drawing board
There's ain't no mistakes, the man don't play
He simply opens up his heart
Out come tumbling works of art
God don't make no trash

Peter
That's nice of you to say, but i-

Sister chantelle
Come on, baby, shut up.

God don't make the same, y'see
Or everyone would look like me
People need to start to think
It ain't a rainbow without the pink
Stupid folk play in judge and jury
They're the one that's gonna know god's fury
Cause god don't make no trash

Peter
I'm gonna be late, so-

Sister chantelle
Boy you better believe it
That god is on your side
He'll be your strength, your rock, your truth
Your everlasting guide
Boy you better believe it
Some folks will act the fool
So caught up with hate
That they forget the golden rule
Boy you better believe it
You're who you need to be
'cause love is love, love is truth, love is god
And love will set you free

People point a finger
You feel free to point it back
Two folks want to fall in love
With no one hurt, what's wrong with that?
God is love all the time
Search your heart and i think you'll find
God don't make no trash

And if you're wondering why i'm a fan
It's 'cause there's a black woman inside the soul of every gay man
God don't make no,
God don't make no,
God don't make no trash!

Peter
Everything is just so confusing.

Sister chantelle
Peter...
Nobody has all the answers
Remember the message well
If you hide from yourself
Be someone else for someone else's sake
That would be the greatest mistake