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Rick Springfield

God Don't Care

 

God Don't Care

(album: The Snake King - 2018)


Little Ricky had a crucifix
When he was just a kid
He bought it at the eagle's nest
Where Adolf Hitler hid
There were angels and demons
Crawling all over that thing
It had a little fence around it
And roof all made of wood
And sometimes he'd pray to it
When he was feeling good
But when life went against him
And his little world turned to shit
He'd take that crucifix and
Play God for a little bit
But God don't care

No, God don't care
About you

Sometimes you get a clue
And baby, it's true
God don't care about you
There's nothing you can do
When I beat you black and blue
God don't care about you

I see it in the faces
Of the children in the zone
Loud bombs keep falling
Rockets from a drone
There's no where to run
No shelter
Not even under mama's wing
Listening to the cries and pain
You'd think the world was cursed
But the oligarchs are running things
And they put their interests first
None of them really care
How many people burn
As long as the money that they spend
Still gets a good return
And God don't care
God don't care about them

It's the same mean hymn
No, God don't care about them
I saw it in ancient Egypt
Then again in Bethlehem
God don't care about them

God don't care about you
God don't care about you
There's nothing you can say or do
God don't care about you
I know you know it's true
But I still do
God don't care about you

I got a rocket in my pocket
For the whole damn human race
While God keeps his distance
Wearing that same ol' poker face
I got some bad early press
They called me "The Man Who Would be King"
But nothing's further from the truth
I don't think you understand
I don't need to lift a finger
To further decimate this land
Y'all are doing fine without me
Go on torch your neighborhood
Then come on down to my house
You know I'll make it good
Cause God don't care
God don't care about you

You lit that fuse
And led the shake down cruise
God don't care about you
I know you know it's true
But I still do
God don't care about you

God don't care about you
God don't care about you
There's nothing you can say or do
God don't care about you
I know you know it's true
But I still do
God don't care about you

He dropped out of the blue
Bid you all adieu
God don't care about you
Ain't nothing you can do
Just slide on through
God don't care about you

done

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