They think that all they're doing is alright

And all we're doing is wrong

But now the gavel's coming down on our head

For far too long

You know I think so...



Sometimes I get so out of it

I get so down on myself

And that's wrong

'Specially after the price was paid

For me let me tell you 'bout it...



How sometimes I wallow in it

I should it keeps a smile on my face

And that's good

But I'm going all the way home

And now I'm gonna show my soul

To all that is in between



So on this sabbath

The wierdest person in all of Christendom

Is getting down on his knees

To say thanks to the brothers and sisters

To show them all he's seen

And to say thanks to them for

Keeping the smile on his face that would

Bring a politician to his knees...



The point is moot

I get the car

(repeat 3 or 4 times...)



So the joy I'm talking about

Is well worth shouting about

But it sets 'em off makes 'em turn around

And walk the other way but I gotta thank You

For keeping the smile on my face

While the other one has turned

His back to run away...



The point is moot

I get the car

(repeat 4 times