Текст песни Public Image Limited — God
I can only feel and think
In the language of cliches
Others have concocted for you
Prefabricated preconception
Worn like the walls around you
All around you
How good to walk
With the caprice of God
How good to talk
With the caprice of God
Build your ivory tower
So you can scratch the sky
How could I forget that
You're not finished yet and that
All that you have done
Still adding up the sum
This totem has some use
The total of abuse
Real life is never used as truth
Angry artillery on your tongue
Bows and arrows highly strung
Same shadow I can see right through
Whenever I picture you
How good to walk
With the caprice of God
How good to talk
With the caprice of God
An ordinary human
An ordinary mortal
And ordinary model
Build your ivory tower
So you can touch the sky
Don't hide inside the sentiment
The real test is never finished yet
Face up
Collect the interest
Of all the idiots you should detest
How good to walk
With the caprice of God
How good to talk
With the caprice of God
An ordinary human
An ordinary mortal
An ordinary model
In the language of cliches
Others have concocted for you
Prefabricated preconception
Worn like the walls around you
All around you
How good to walk
With the caprice of God
How good to talk
With the caprice of God
Build your ivory tower
So you can scratch the sky
How could I forget that
You're not finished yet and that
All that you have done
Still adding up the sum
This totem has some use
The total of abuse
Real life is never used as truth
Angry artillery on your tongue
Bows and arrows highly strung
Same shadow I can see right through
Whenever I picture you
How good to walk
With the caprice of God
How good to talk
With the caprice of God
An ordinary human
An ordinary mortal
And ordinary model
Build your ivory tower
So you can touch the sky
Don't hide inside the sentiment
The real test is never finished yet
Face up
Collect the interest
Of all the idiots you should detest
How good to walk
With the caprice of God
How good to talk
With the caprice of God
An ordinary human
An ordinary mortal
An ordinary model
Текст добавил: Андрей Курышев
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Текст песни PIL (Public Image Limited) — God представляет собой размышления о человеческой природе и взаимоотношениях с окружающим миром. В песне обращается внимание на то, как мы используем шаблоны и заранее подготовленные представления, влияющие на наше поведение и мышление. Автор говорит о том, что каждый из нас строит свои «слоновые башни», символизирующие наши амбиции и стремления к недостижимому. Он призывает к честности перед собой и окружающими, указывая на необходимость принимать реальность и бороться с лицемерием. Весь текст пропитан философскими образами и отражает поиск истины и подлинной человечности в мире, где часто царят предвзятость и маскировка.