There's a man talking on the radio

What he's saying I don't really know

Seems he's lost some stocks and shares

Stops and stares

He's afraid I know

That's the way it goes



There's a man talking of the promised land

He'll aquire it with some Krugerrand

Subdivide and deal it out

Feel his clout

He can stoop so low

And that's the way it goes



There's an actor who hopes to fit the bill

Sees a shining city on a hill

Step up close and see he's blind

Wined and dined

All he has is pose

And that's the way it goes



There's a fire that burns away the lies

Manifesting in the spiritual eye

Though you won't understand the way I feel

You conceal, all there is to know

That's the way it goes