My God Lyrics by Jethro Tull
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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 that's all that you can see
You are the God of everything
He's 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, 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
The endless whining sounds
You'll be praying till next Thursday
To all the gods that you can count
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 that's all that you can see   You are the God of everything   He's 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, 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   The endless whining sounds   You'll be praying till next Thursday   To all the gods that you can count