My God (Live)

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

Which is all that you can see

You are the God of everything

Since 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 wished to waive

You wished to waive

The Jewish Christian Muslim

Is waiting to be free

Each claiming just a part of Him

Also a part of me

And the graven image Catholic

With his plastic crucifix

Are you get it a fixed?

Confusing 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 till next Thursday

To all the Gods that you can count