Standing in the shade of altruism, answering the call Came a modern messiah to save us all Something far beyond the work of fiction, Positronic brain A world that's void of all the anguish and suffering, pain
Better tame your convictions before you go and open the cage We're creating god, master of our designs We're creating god, unsure of what we'll find
Never held a high regard for Darwin, selection takes too long A little kick in the pool shouldn't do us wrong Devouring the very last invention man would ever need But exponential growth is a frightening thing, indeed
Sweet bohemian jury rounded up and hung in the streets We're creating god, master of our designs We're creating god, unsure of what we'll find
Sometimes when I look up to the sky I have to wonder are we "summoning the demon" you and I?
Have you noticed that I'm needin' it more now, more than it needs me Got a couple of billion that seem to agree Surfing in an artificial dimension, but we're not alone Now the master has become just a stepping stone, oh
Like a blow to the ego the bitter pills are harder to take We're creating god, master of our designs We're creating god, unsure of what we'll find We're creating god, in search of the divine We're creating god. Committing suicide
Writer/s: Matthew Charles Sanders, Zachary James Baker, Brian Elwin Haner, Jonathan Lewis Seward, Brooks Wackerman
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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The lyrics for Lesley Gore's "It's My Party" were based on actual events relating to his daughter Judy's sweet 16 party. The teenager threw a tantrum and burst into tears when her mum and dad insisted that her grandparents had to be invited.