God Never Came Here - Elton John

Broken beams across the doorway

Plaster cracked and peeling paper

Nicolette wears dirty dresses

Bathes herself in last week"s water

Their roofs are tin-beaten metal

The skeletal have rusty voices

Sylvio, he sleeps on headlines

Dreams of love and lemon ices

But he doesn"t believe, he no longer prays

What"s the point, He"s not listening anyway

«Cause God never came here

He sold them a lie

God made a fool of them

God passed them by

God resents the global franchise

Bodies packed like saints entombed

Give us now your happy meals

Bless us in the baby boom

We starve and you demand we pray

To the faces etched in stone

Auction up your ancient wealth

So we can build ourselves a home

We need blankets, not you blessings

Send us shoes instead of angels

Time instead of bibles

Bring us bread instead of prayers