I Think I'll Be Their God

Well, I think I'll be their God
It's my children that I love
I'ma make my son out of dirt
I'ma walk with him when he grows up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, I think I'll be a husband
It's my woman that I love
I'ma lay her ass down in the dirt
And I'll wait around nine more months
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, I think I'll be a farmer
It's the good earth that I love
I'ma plant my seed right here in the dirt
Dig anything that grows up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, I think I'll be a preacher
It's the good book that I love
I'ma preach my altar call to the dirt
Save anybody who comes up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, I think I'll be an oilman
It's the money that I love
I'ma dig right down in the dirt
Stand clear and watch money come up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, I think I'll be a soldier
It's a country that I love
I'ma set my sights right over that dirt
Kill anybody who comes up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I think I'll be a killer
It's the killing that I love
I'll hide my bodies in the dirt
I pray to God that nothing comes up
Pray to God that nothing comes up
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Well, I think I'll be their God
It's my children that I love