Roger Waters - Dejà Vu

DÉJÀ VU If I had been God, I would have rearranged the veins in the face To make them more resistant to alcohol And less prone to aging. If I had been God, I would have sired many sons And I would not have suffered the Romans To kill even one of them. If I had been God, With my staff and my rod, If I had been given the nod, I believe I could have done a better job. If I were a drone, Patrolling foreign skies With my electronic eyes For guidance and the element of surprise, I would be afraid to find someone home, Maybe a woman at a stove Baking bread, making rice, Or just boiling down some bones, If I were a drone. The temple's in ruins, the bankers get fat, The buffalo's gone and the mountain top is flat, The trout in the streams are all hermaphrodites, You lean to the left but you walk to the right. And it feels like déjà vu, The sun goes down and I'm still missing you, Counting the cost of a love that got lost. And under my Gulf Stream, in circular poles There's ninety-nine cents worth of drunkards and fools.