What do you get when you cross monotheism with wayout synthesizers and stage mothers? God’s Kids!
I’ve been advised by legal counsel that posting more than three of these songs might result in toxic levels of terminal cuteness for which I will be monetarily responsible for. I’m not about to get sued over a God’s Kid. Rather, I’m going to play the celestial bartender that gives you just enough that you’re drunk, but not drunk enough to get pulled over.
Cue the watery, funky syntesizer! That Jesus was so funny and quirky! And those kids are so adorable that I just wanna make sure they have the best time in Heaven that they possibly can! I'm not sure but I listen to this (and the other songs) with the volume cranked and I was pretty sure I could hear the mother's in the background mouthing words along with their sweet little children. But who, is that middle aged guy claiming he's a God's Kid, too. I'm keeping an eye on him.
There's something theologically unsound about the opening line of this one: "Long ago, even before He made the world, God chose you and me to be his very own." Given that the Creation Week paper work has never been released despite numerous FOI requests, we can't know if God pre-designed His course of action or just winged it. Either way, if you're not thinking about cutting yourself mid-way through this, then you're a better person than I.
Turn that frown upside-down, reader! When you get up to Heaven (because, after all, you're a God's Kid too) nothing will ever suck again. Ever. And you'll learn that listing the good things in Heaven is better than listing all those icky Earthly things that will make your impending death such a relief - like teachers! Or this song! Why? "'Cuz Jesus promised".