Fever Tree - The God Game

Say little man with the world in your hand You who expect that we all genuflect at the sound of your name You're playing the god game Say little man with the gun in your hand, you who expect all your guards to protect you from fear and from blame You're playing the god game Say little man with the mace in your hand, you who reject all the laws that protect us from crosses that flame You're playing the god game You say one man can't change things So there is no use in trying But a swarm of bees makes honey In the carcass of a lion You can't see that everywhere you look someone is dying And you can't hear the silence where a baby once was crying You sing a shattered atom song of dissonance and drumming And you can't see the tidal wave of revolution coming You drop a Sunday dollar And then six days you coast And become the father and the son And the holy most Say little man better hide if you can You can't take what the brothers will make of the world plane You're playing the god game Say little man with the world in your hand You who expect that we all genuflect at the sound of your name You're playing the god game The empty premis of your life Is like a sunless dawn Your barren greed will take you where No cardboard kings have gone Inside your waspy little mind You're frantic for escape The blood just wants a place to stand And you're afraid of rape Say little man better hide if you can You who can't take what the brothers will make of the world that you claim You're playing the god game Say little man with the gun in your hand, you who expect all your guards to protect you from fear and from blame You're playing the god game