Ian Anderson - My God (early version) lyrics

[Studio talk] Unwind that string! There's a string that went ba-doi-oi-oi-oinnng! You know, at the end? sh**! [chuckle] Take 2 ... or is it 122? There you go People what have you done? Locked Him in His golden cage Golden cage Made Him bend to your religion Him resurrected from the grave From the grave He is the God of nothing Which is all that you can see You are the God of everything Since He's inside you and me So lean upon Him gently And don't call on Him to save Call on him to save You from your social graces And the sins you wished to waive You wished to waive The Jewish Christian m**m Is waiting to be free Each claiming just a part of Him Also a part of me And the graven image Catholic With his plastic crucifix You get it fixed Confusing me as to who and where and why As to how he gets his kicks He gets his kicks Confessing to the endless sin With endless whining sounds You'll be praying 'til next Thursday To all the gods that you can count