You Lot-Orbital
You are becoming Gods
There's a new master of creation and it's you
You've unraveled DNA
And at the same time you're cultivating
Bacteria strong enough to kill every living thing
D'you think you are ready for that much power
You lot You lot
Cheeky bastards you're running around science like kids wi' guns
Creating a new world while the one you've got is stinking
Go on 'ands up 'ands up anyone who thinks you've got it right
Yeah there's always one I can see you
If you want the position of God then take the responsibility
