the kinks
god's children
Man made the buildings that reach for the sky  And man made the motorcar and learned how to fly  But he didn't make the flowers and he didn't make the trees  And he didn't make you and he didn't make me  And he got no right to turn us into machines  He's got no right at all  Cause we are all God's children  And he got no right to change us  Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all   Don't want this world to change me  I want to go back the way the good lord made me  Same lungs that he gave me to breath with  Same eyes he gave me to see with   Oh, the rich man, the poor man, the saint and the sinner  The wise man, the simpleton, the loser and the winner  We are all the same to Him  Stripped of our clothes and all the things we own  The day that we are born  We are all God's children  And they got no right to change us  Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made  Oh, the good lord made us all  And we are all his children  And they got no right to change us  Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all  Yeah, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all