You Lot (Orbital)

You are becoming Gods There's a new master of creation, and it's you You've unraveled DNA And at the same time, you're cultivating Bacteria strong enough to kill every living thing D'you think you are ready for that much power? You lot? You lot? Cheeky bastards, you're running around science like kids wi' guns Creating a new world, while the one you've got is stinking Go on, 'ands up, 'ands up anyone who thinks you've got it right Yeah, there's always one I can see you If you want the position of God, then take the responsibility