To all my friends and neighbours, I got a song to sing
About this fabulous species, thinks they know everything
So listen up close, it won't hurt but it might sting
But we just can't say right now
So come on out creatures, you the humbled and the bruised
There's a spot on the curb for each of us fools
We'll be ready to stand when we get the new rules
But we just can't say right now
Ain't nothing so simple, when you shovel into it
We're building up from the rubble, or we're at the top of the split
We're blowing out little bubbles, or we're in a pile of shit
But we just can't say right now
The saints of the sinners lost some of their shine
And their guilty companions been abandoned in time
It's a slap-back from the founders of reason and rhyme
Oh the truth comes out in the end
Yeah we're hammered with headlines, as we're speeding along
We're so convinced we're right, we've forgotten what's wrong
If you ask me compassion is the sign of the strong
Oh the truth comes out in the end
Now my fellow conscious citizen, take a seat on the stand
In the name of your honour, you can raise your right hand
Now tell us all again, how you're doing all that you can
Oh the truth comes out in the end
From the one life I've lived, comes one thing I've learned
It's that we ain't gonna change, unless something starts to burn
With the luck of the ancients, we'll all make the turn
And we'll carry through somehow
Take control of the arms, that's connected to your heart
Take the moment the guts find the courage to start
A little breakdown be the shakedown, make your feet do their part
And we'll carry through somehow
So long to the old way, bonjour reality
The right to think different is the mark of the free
What a beautiful conundrum, cut out for you and me
And we'll carry through somehow