Me, a God Lyrics – Seb Lowe

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[Verse 1]
Okay, we’ve colonized mars
It’s really clean up here
You can see every single star
Without an atmosphere

I wish to build a different world
“Sir, we found something underground”
To cherish every rock and stone
“We found a mountaings worth of gold”

We’ll take a little bit for now, while we must maintain our principles

Preserving all of this ground, I cannot ignore this miracle
We’re building on mars
“There’s more gold beneath the surface”
Fu*k the building, get to digging
Bring from earth a thousand do-gooders

Who’s gonna join me on mars?
I’ve got gold and jobs and wages
If you’re quick then you’ll be rich and all of your children will be slavers
On my colony of mine, my planet, my sons and daughters
“It’s your planet now, sir?”
And every day I hear it more and more

[Chorus]
Me: A god, a lord, a planetary queen
A bee, my horde
Is buzzing in my head
Your eyes, a board and forever it says:
“Endure, endure, endure”

[Verse 2]
“Earth is calling on the radio
They wish to know how we get on”
Tell them nothing, keep more coming
We need slaves to bury dead ones

“Earth is ringing us but now, it seems they’ve somehow heard a whisper
Of some resource underground they’re sending ships with armed militia
They’ve all heard about you, the gold, the factories, the slaves
And earthlings don’t so much approve, they’re all on board with the invasion

[Chorus]
Of you”: A god, a lord, a planetary queen
A bee, my horde
Is buzzing in my head
Your eyes, a board and forever it says:
“Endure, endure, endure”

[Bridge]
Me?
I’m not so sure
That the people have a clue, what they fight for
I have little now to do, but win this war
Know I’m winning it for you
Know I did it all for you
I only did it all for you

This planet’s red
No one to kill
There’s no one left
No one to kill
To beat, behead
No one to kill
They’re all dead

[Verse 3]
I’ve colonised Mars
Look at this wonderous mechanism
The smoke beneath the stars
Fear I’m failing now to see them
“Sir, we’re running out of gold”
I’II keep some in case I must leave us
“People die of poison gas”
I hear the weather’s nice on Venus