Déjà Vu

Déjà Vu - Roger Waters

If I had been God

I would have rearranged the veins

In the face to make them more resistant to alcohol

And less prone to ageing

If I had been God

I would have 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

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 hermaphrodites

You lean to the left but you walk to the right

And it feels like déjà vu

The sun goes down and I'm still missing you

Counting the cost of love that got lost

And under my gulf stream in circular balls

There's ninety nine cents worth of drunkards and fools