If I had been God
I would've rearranged the veins in the face
To make them more resistant to alcohol
And less prone to aging

If I had been God
I would've sired many sons
And I would not have suffered
The Romans to kill even one of them

If I had been God
With my staff and my rod

If I had been given the nod
I believe I could have
Done a better job

And if I were a drone
Patrolling foreign skies
With my electronic eyes
For guidance
And the element of surprise

I would be afraid
To find someone home

Maybe a woman at a stove
Baking bread, making rice
Or just boiling down some bones

If I were a drone

The temple's in ruins
The bankers get fat
The buffalo's gone
And the mountain top's flat

The trout in the streams
Are all hermaphrodite
You lean to the left
But you vote to the right

And it feels like déjà vu
The sun goes down and I’m still missing you
Counting the costs of a love that got lost

And under my gulf stream
In circular pools
There’s ninety-nine cents' worth
Of drunkards and fools

Исполнение песни 8 мая 2017 в эфире передачи "Позднее шоу со Стивеном Кольбером" (The Late Show with Stephen Colbert) на канале CBS.