I've probably never heard lyrics to a song that had both an insightful rendering of the interaction between man and G-d, and potty-mouthed rebellion bullsh*t. The chorus of Pink's "If God were a DJ" goes like this:

If God is a DJ
Life is a dance floor
Love is the rhythm
You are the music

I love that! The rest of it is just crap. What a sad life this woman must have had.