Child of God Songtext
von Josephine Foster

Don′t it feel silly? Don't it feel odd?
Being just a bitty child of God
Living in the city, gettin′ high on the hog
Isn't it a pity? A child of God

The city is our reservation
And the tribe is on its knees
'Cause child of God, we′re living miserably

Don′t it feel silly? Don't it feel odd?
Being just a bitty child of God
Sinnin′ in the city, getting' lost in the fog
Ain′t that a pity? A child of God


The city is our reservation
And the tribe is on its knees
'Cause child of God, we′re living miserably

Child of God

Child of God

Don't it feel silly? Don't it feel odd?
Being just a bitty child of God
Living in the city, gettin′ high on the hog
Isn′t it a pity? A child of God

The city is our reservation
And the tribes acknowledging
That child of God, we're living miserably

Maybe it′s the revelation
That we're cogs in the machine
Child of God, we′re living miserably