Текст песни My God (Live) - Jethro Tull
People
what
have
you
done?
Locked
Him
in
His
golden
cage
Golden
cage
Made
Him
bend
to
your
religion
Him
resurrected
from
the
grave
From
the
grave
He
is
the
God
of
nothing
If
thats
all
that
you
can
see
You
are
the
God
of
everything
Hes
inside
you
and
me
So
lean
upon
Him
gently
And
don't
call
on
Him
to
save
You
from
your
social
graces
And
the
sins
you
used
to
waive
The
bloody
Church
of
England
in
chains
of
history
Requests
your
earthly
presence
at
the
vicarage
for
tea
And
the
graven
image
You
know
who
With
his
plastic
crucifix
He's
got
Him
fixed
Confuses
me
as
to
who
and
where
and
why
as
to
how
he
gets
his
kicks
He
gets
his
kicks.
Confessing
to
the
endless
sin
With
endless
whining
sounds
You'll
be
praying
'til
next
Thursday
To
all
the
gods
that
you
can
count
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