God's Children

Sitting in the corner
Working on your master piece
You've fallen down some
But you'll get back on your feet

You order another round
And your friends all come around
Watch yourself on TV
(... if we're really all God's children...)

And if we're really all God's children
Then why can't we just work it out?
We pray to money day in and day out
Is that what we are all about?

Another day another dollar
"Spare change you've got?", you holler
"Do you think that your stars can touch me
Do you think that you want to hurt me"

You know it is rather flirty
Playing with danger gets you dirty
And let them take you apart
Let them see your scars

And if we're really all God's children
Then why can't we just work it out?
We pray to money day in and day out
Is that what we are all about?

And if we're really all God's children
Then why can't we just work it out?
We pray to money day in and day out
Is that what we are all about?

Come together...
Come together...
Come together...
Come together...

Over me...
Over me...