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The eighth day, God, after working so much
To relieve tensions, after already reviewing
Said: "Everything's quite right, it's time to rest"
And he went to take a stroll through the outer space
Who would ever imagined that God himself at his return
was going to find everything in a hellish mess?
And he would become into another unemployed
Of the inflation that is yearly growing nonstop
Since then, there's people who've seen Him
Alone in the streets walking by, la-ra-ra
He's been patiently waiting for someone
With whom he could at least have a calm conversation
In the mean time, this world
Turns and turns unstoppably
And down here
Play with us like chess pieces
I'm not that kind of idiot that allows to be convinced
But I say the truth, and even a blind can see it
If by lack of ocupation or excesive loneliness
God couldn't handle it anymore and left to somewhere else
That will be our doom, and it woudn't be another option but
To worship Michael Jackson, Bill Clinton or Tarzan
It is more difficult being a king with no crown
Than a more normal person, la-ra-ra
Poor God that doesn't appear in magazines
He is not a model, nor an artist, or a royalty
In the mean time, this world
Turns and turns unstoppably
And down here
Play with us like chess pieces
I'm not that kind of idiot that allows to be convinced
But I say the truth, and even a blind can see it
In the mean time, this world
Turns and turns unstoppably
And down here
Play with us like chess pieces
I'm not that kind of idiot that allows to be convinced
But I say the truth, and even a blind can see it
Uh, uh, uh
Eh, eh, uh
