Hello all you hypocrites and self-said kings of pain
Who look down at your beer and tell yourself "it's him again"
I guess we've all been stepped on and left out in the rain
Hello all you hypocrites and self-said kings of pain
Everybody asks at times "why is it we are here?"
The answer's in the thinking, but the thinking isn't clear
The clearness in the answer but the answer isn’t near
But everybody asks at times "why is it we are here?"
We were right
To never want to fight
But never saw the light
So let's just say goodnight
Well hallowed men, or reasonable facsimile thereof
Who still persist in thinking they were all conceived in love
Angels came descending like sermon from above
Well hallowed men, or reasonable facsimile thereof
We were wrong
I guess weren’t that strong
But we still sing our song
And never dreaming
that it could take so long
Long ago I thought I heard you say
That we were wrong
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