Contacto de Dios

Looking up at the sky, I wonder
If there are any more soldiers
Hoping I can at least rest for a few years
I’m still searching for a device that travels to the past
So when I asked to grow up, it would just shut me up

How do I tell God that I was joking about being an adult?
That I really preferred to stay a kid for eternity
Now if I get fired from my job
I’m always pretending
And the rent every month
Has no mercy on me

All I wanted was to hang out with my buddies
No explanations and no asking for permission
Even though I didn’t get everything I expected
I had what any other kid wanted
Always had food, a roof, and my bed
And I didn’t realize it was a paradise
Everything others wanted, my mom gave me
I was a prince, to be more precise
If I had known what was coming my way
I definitely would’ve been more submissive
If I had understood all this, Mom
I wouldn’t have thrown your advice on the floor
Brand new car, fancy clothes
I didn’t need any of this
I traded everything material for not having commitments

How do I tell God that I was joking about being an adult?
That I really preferred
To stay a kid for eternity
Now if I get fired from my job
I’m always pretending
And the rent every month
Has no mercy on me

It has no mercy on me, but here we go.