I been thinking about the ten plagues

It took ten plagues for Pharaoh to change his ways

And sometimes we need a gentle prod

To remind us all that we’re not G-d

And we’re not G-d in so many ways

Though the story says in G-d’s image we’re made

But sometimes we have to know what’s what

Which is just how much that we know not

‘Cos we know how to pose like kings 

But we’re blind to our crucial shortcomings

Which sometimes means it’s hard to see

What is actually necessary    

So it’s necessary to free the slaves

And it’s necessary to face down all the plagues

And it’s necessary to shoulder the blame 

For this trip we take, we take alone