Music by Peter Furler

Lyrics by Steve Taylor



last one turns the lights out, and

makes sure every curtain's drawn

nails the shutters shut, he's sure

we are not of this world for long

who do you think you are?

did you figure out the date?

what do you hope to do

while you sit around and wait, wait, wait?



last one turns the lights out, and

disconnects the answer-phone

stuffs all sense of mission, says

"I just can't turn the tide alone"

who do you think you are?

did you figure out the time?

what do you hope to do

while you hide out and whine, whine, whine...



DON'T GO SHUTTIN' DOWN

'TIL THE TRUMPET SOUNDS

AND THE BATTLE IS WON

DON'T GO PUNCHIN' OUT

'TIL THE FINAL SHOUT

AND THE FATHER SAYS, "WELL DONE"



last one turns the light out, and

just keeps playing dumb

these were his instructions, he's

not sure where he got 'em from

why do you wanna hide

in a separate class?

why do you buy the lie

of a faith under glass, glass, glass