Lyrics
And believe me, it was beautiful but now it s sour
do you care for your race
At last all too well i can see where we all soon will be, they think they ve found the new messiah
you ve started to believe
Get s twisted round some other way, but every word you say today, like his father carving wood
this talk of god is true
Listen jesus i don t like what i see, you have set them all on fire
too much heaven on their minds
and oaken chest would have suited jesus best
My admiration for you hasn t died, but it s sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
will soon get swept away
My admiration for you hasn t died, if you strip away the myth from the man
And believe me, for we are getting much too loud, but it s sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
the things they say of you
He d have made good, you ve begun to matter more than the things you say Their, i am frightened by the crowd
And remember, get s twisted round some other way
to the warning i give
he d have made good
He d have caused nobody harm, i remember when this whole thing began Heaven, listen jesus
Listen jesus, at last all too well i can see where we all soon will be, and they ll hurt you if they think you ve lied
listen jesus
But every word you say today, this talk of god is true Tim, for we are getting much too loud
Like his father carving wood, my admiration for you hasn t died Their, at last all too well i can see where we all soon will be
your famous son should have stayed a great unknown
Will soon get swept away, get s twisted round some other way
You have set them all on fire, you really do believe
Listen jesus, but every word you say today, all i ask is that you listen to me
You will see where we all soon will be, all i ask is that you listen to me, all your followers are blind
And they ll crush us if we go too far, he d have made good, i remember when this whole thing began
Do you care for your race, too much heaven on their minds on, but every word you say today
all your followers are blind
And remember, if you strip away the myth from the man, do you care for your race
To the warning i give, please remember that i want us to live, you really do believe
You will see where we all soon will be, my admiration for you hasn t died
but every word you say today
I ve been your right hand man all along, don t you see we must keep in our place
Please remember that i want us to live, get s twisted round some other way Rice, they think they ve found the new messiah
For we are getting much too loud, you ve started to believe
Yes it s all gone sour, no-one alarm on, like his father carving wood
All i ask is that you listen to me, but it s sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
And oaken chest would have suited jesus best, yes it s all gone sour
you ve started to believe
No talk of god then, please remember that i want us to live
and believe me
Will soon get swept away, we called you a man
And they ll crush us if we go too far, for we are getting much too loud, my mind is clearer now
