God's Tools

Spice Rack Collective

Leum’s concerns over cloning, set to a bluegrass beat.

Leum Monroe – Songwriting, lyrics, vocals, guitar, banjo
Margaret Bibb – Vocals
Kenny Tannehill - Recording
Kevin Craig – Upright bass, recording, mixing

God’s Tools
Well, I heard they’re researchin’ how to make a life
They’re done with making veggies, now they’re gonna make my wife
But I’m too young for marriage - so confusing it’ll be
I’d feel a lot more comfortable with God just watching me

Oh yeah, they’re perfecting how to make ‘em right
They’re done with making carrots, now there’s no end in sight
And when it’s all over and the final verdict’s in
We’ll have to have a blueprint to identify our kin

But God’s tools aren’t test tubes – his hand isn’t gloved
He isn’t Dr. Feelgood – his greatest gift is Love
He doesn’t have a Ph.D. to bring in lots of grants
So, if you want a baby, you’ll have to take a chance

If things stay the same and progress makes the rules
Then life will be determined by the grown-ups on their stools
They’ll sell ‘em by their color, their IQ, and their size
And if you can’t pay them, you’re in for a surprise

Cause God’s tools aren’t test tubes – his hand isn’t gloved
He isn’t Dr. Feelgood – his only gift is Love
He doesn’t have a Ph.D. to bring in lots of grants
His gifts don’t cost money, but require some romance

I ain’t saying I’m a know-it-all and that I’m a sage
But wouldn’t it be good if to move past this page
Without being worried ‘bout whether we would rate
And just love our children and appreciate, that

God’s tools aren’t test tubes – his hand isn’t gloved
He isn’t Dr. Feelgood – he only gift is Love
He doesn’t have a Ph.D. to bring in lots of grants
So, if you want a baby, you’ll have to take a chance

We’re created by a maker who isn’t into fame
So, keep your science ethical, and we’ll all know our names