You were cracking all your fingers
With your eyes fixed to the floor
Sound did echo down the street
By the morn you meant your heat
Pilot screaming through a megaphone
"Get your hands off the Middle East"
Every word would hurt the Senegal
Every word would cut your teethAnd he will play God
And he will play GodYou were cracking all your fingers
With your eyes fixed to the floor
Sound did echo down the street
By the morn you meant your heat
Pilot screaming through a megaphone
"Get your hands off the Middle East"
Every word would hurt the hurt the Senegal
Every word would cut your teeth
And he will play God
And he will play GodIt's all the same down in the capital
All the suits in cladded feet
Sewer rats will shower the underground
In a race to make ends meetAnd he will play God
And he will play GodAm I mistaken?
Or are we breaking under weight
From the long time
That he played GodAm I mistaken?
Or are we breaking under weight
From the long time
That he played GodAnd he will play God
No matter who you are or where you been
He is watching from the screen
Keeps a keen eye on the in-between
From the people to the QueenAnd he will play God
He will play GodAm I mistaken?
Or are we breaking under weight
From the long time
That he played GodAm I mistaken?
Or are we breaking under weight
From the long time
That he played GodAnd he will play God
And he will play God
And he will play God
And he will play God
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