Hallelujah! Here he comes again
He's gonna tell us
What a beautiful place we're in
No deception
Surely no beguile
But I get the feeling
He wears a hypocrite's smile
Oh my
Oh my
With every breath
I feel the sting
Of toxic love
From the big machine
From a mighty heartbeat
To a steady drone
In sixty cycles
Sings the mother's tone
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my God we feel like we're falling down
Through the void left by our own devices
We have no fear of the fortunes
That we have found
When they stand up straight
And speak only the truth
That can pass through a hypocrite's smile
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
With bold contrivance
For the great unknown
Too few examples
Of which way to go
It's tough as nails
Cold as steel
The truth makes martyrs
Of those who cross the seal
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my God
We feel like we're falling down
Through the void left by our own devices
We have no fear of the fortunes that we have found
When they stand up straight
And speak only the truth
That can pass through a hypocrite's smile
Oh my
Not easily seen
So well disguised
Yet contained
Behind my hypocrite's eyes
I preach the gospel
With the AC on
SIx lanes of traffic
Running eighty miles an hour with the windows down
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my God
We feel like we're falling down
Through the void left by our own devices
We have no fear of the fortunes
That we have found
When they stand up straight
And speak only the truth
That can pass through a hypocrite's smile
Oh my