Gods Children — текст песни (Kinks)





Man made the buildings that reach for the sky

And man made the motorcar and learned how to fly

But he didnt make the flowers and he didnt make the trees

And he didnt make you and he didnt make me

And he got no right to turn us into machines

Hes got no right at all

cause we are all gods children

And he got no right to change us

Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all



Dont want this world to change me

I wanna go back the way the good lord made me

Same lungs that he gave me to breath with

Same eyes he gave me to see with



Oh, the rich man, the poor man, the saint and the sinner

The wise man, the simpleton, the loser and the winner

We are all the same to him

Stripped of our clothes and all the things we own

The day that we are born

We are all gods children

And they got no right to change us

Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made

Oh, the good lord made us all

And we are all his children

And they got no right to change us

Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all

Yeah, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all



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