Let me to the buildings that reach for the sky
And let me in a motorcar and learn me to drive
And He didn't made the flowers and

He didn't made the trees
And He didn't make you and he didn't make me
And He's got no right to turn us into sheeps


He's got no right at all
Cause we're all god's children

And he's got no right to change us
He got no right the way the good lord leads us all


They want this world to change me
I wanna go back the way the people they made me
Say they gave the lungs to breath with

Same ways he gave the semin

And the rich men, the poor men

The saints and the sinners
The wise men, the simple men
The losers and the winners


We are all the same to him
Stripped of clothes And all the things we own

The day that we were born
We are all God's children
And he's got no right to change us

We got to back I wanna go back
The way the good lord made us all


The god made us all
And we are all his children
And they got no right to change us

We got to back I wanna go back
The way the good lord made us all
We got to back I wanna go back

The way the good lord made us all