One fine day I was walking down the street you know I stepped into a café to get a bite to eat A man came in sat down next to me He said \"hey man I think I know what you need\" He told me his name was sylvester king And he had gold maps blue grass almost anything I thought that these things just may be true but take it from a man in a polyester suit
What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe
Then I took the bus and I went downtown you know I thought I'd take a walk just to have a look around A bald headed man stepped up to me He said \"hey friend would you like to be free?\" I looked in his eyes I knew that he was Preaching unified action and unified thoughts If unity is freedom then freedom is sin you're just a bald headed fool in an orange bathrobe
What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe
What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe
Now I've heard all the stories and all the fairy tales And there's always one thing that never seems to fail There's people here there's people all around Who seem to get their kicks by putting other people down You can't judge a book by looking at the cover You can't judge a man by looking at his lover You think you know a man by the length of his hair your talk talk talk just don't seem fair
What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe What can you believe