Play God


And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
So mysterious, so misunderstood
And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
Shall I genuflect in the likelihood?

Suite on the seventh level
Keys to the ancient door
You're the portrait of a gothic grace
(though the lash is a little out of place)

You rule your realm with falcon eye
You won't stoop down
You don't take no
You don't say please
You're still all show and phony I.D.s

And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
Imitated everywhere, never understood
And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
Floating just above it all, mingling where you should

You command such immense fees
From your low friends in high places
If I crawled on both knees
Would I stay in your good graces?

You still love power
You still lack class
Your subjects cower
You buy prestige
And spread decline
You ought to swim the channel
You stroke so fine

And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
So almighty, so mighty misunderstood
You still play God
How'd you get so good?
What a heavy role, what a livelihood

And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
So misquoted, so seldom understood
And you still play God
How'd you get so good?
What a heavy role, what a livelihood

You still play God
How'd you get so good?
So almighty, so mighty misunderstood
You still play God
How'd you get so good?
Shall I genuflect in the likelihood?

Recorded by Chagall Guevara.  Written by L. Nichols, D.H. Perkins, and Steve Taylor © 1991 MGA Publishing, GMMI, and Sadoshrimp (ASCAP)

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