Текст песни Angry Little Gods - Derek Webb

You feel them in the kitchen
You see them from the crib
For years you tried to hit them
Mostly you just hid

They're always in your bedroom
Denying what you felt
When they said they would protect you
Just never from themselves

But you know, you know
You came so far somehow
So you know, you know
That they can't hurt you now

Little angry men
And their little angry gods
Just little angry men
Making little angry gods

You feel it in the court room
You see it from the pew
In the blessing they're withholding
In the rights they strop from you

Oh, they're always in your bedroom
Just laying down the law
Like they alone are chosen
Like Jacob and Esau

But you know, you know
You came so far somehow
So you know, you know
That they can't hurt you now

Little angry men
And their little angry gods
Just little angry men
Chasing little angry gods

But they cry out
Cry out like martyrs in a golden noose
And they act out
And accuse you of everything that they have done to you

But you know, you know
You came so far somehow
So you know, you know
That they can't hurt you now

Little angry men
And their little angry gods
Just little angry men
Blaming little angry gods