Child of God

Ever since I got up today, I've been wanting to go to bed. It seems like ever since I was born, I've been wishin' I was dead. cnd I need brotherly love just like a bullet in my head. I wish everyone would get away from me ‘cuz I'm startin' to see red. Bein' a child of God, it don't please me like it should. cnd given his gift of free will, it don't free me like they said it would. You know, a deal with the devil is startin' to sound good. I was born unto a race who survived by bein' mean; the empire they built is a mindless, money grubbin' moron's wet dream. cnd if I stay, it's gonna kill me, but I don't have the strength to leave, so I gasp for air that can't be spared ‘cuz the apocalypse needs to breathe. Bein' a child of God, it don't please me like it should. cnd given his gift of free will, it don't free me like they said it would. You know, a deal with the devil is startin' to sound good. So I went down to the crossroads just like Robert Johnson of old ‘cuz that's where you go to deal with the devil, or at least that's what I'd been told. But all I saw was storm clouds, and all I felt was cold. cnd all I heard was a belly laugh from heaven as the thunder rolled. He said, “Bein' a child of God, it don't please you like it should. cnd given my gift of free will, it don't free you, not like they said it would. You know, a deal with the devil is startin' to sound good.” You know a deal with the devil is startin' to sound good. You know a deal with the devil sounds good.