There's a man with his head in his hands
And he cries out as he dies, as he stands
So whoever is keeping strong, one more
Lord I'm frightened inside for
I can see there is nowhere to hide
So whoever has made the plan
Where is that golden place that
Everybody chases
Why do I feel disgraced
Oh no what kind of love is this
Confusion when we have had your kiss
The darker side of you is when you shine
Shining all the time
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
Screaming out for some release
Kings and queens are begging, thieves
Are on the throne
Mother Nature's plastic, God is made of stone
And those who follow
Jesus are the devil's very home
Oh no what kind of fool am I
Confusion, kiss me while I cry
Darker side of you is when you shine
Lift me up and make me feel so fine
Then take away the fly and watch
Me fall You do it to us all
There's a man with his head in his hands
And he cries out as he dies, as he stands
So whoever is making strong
One more, one more, one more, one more