There’s a man with his head in his hands And he cries out as he dies, as he stands So whoever is keeping strong, one more Lord I’m frightened inside For I can see there is nowhere to hide So whoever has made the plan Where is that golden place that everybody chases Why do I feel disgraced
Oh no what kind of love is this Confusion when we have had your kiss The darker side of you is when you shine Shining all the time
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief Screaming out for some release Kings and queens are begging, Thieves are on the throne Mother Nature’s plastic, God is made of stone And those who follow Jesus are the devil’s very home
Oh no what kind of fool am I Confusion, kiss me while I cry Darker side of you is when you shine Lift me up and make me feel so fine Then take away the fly and watch me fall You do it to us all There’s a man with his head in his hands And he cries out as he dies, as he stands So whoever is making strong, one more