I know you're looking for something real While you're hanging out your windowsill Looking at the people struggle in the street They pound their faces into the concrete Once in a while now Lucifer Is dropping by With a rope in his hand Saying that it's time for you to try Standing on the corner Selling soap Is that man that all your neighbors Prefer to call "the Pope" Meanwhile you hear Jesus knocking on your door Buddha try to call you over the phone But you've already locked your door Won't return no hidden call You just hope that you've got balls The day when the sky falls To face the dark hours on your own I said on your own Keep on looking at the outer space Trying to forget all about the race Keep on looking for the sweetest deal Just to see if you can reveal If the silence, oh yes the silence Have a sound 'Cause if not then what's the point If it's the other way around See the pagan brother, the holy brother Both is bleeding But who will wait for whom By the gates of eden Meanwhile you hear Jesus knocking on your door Buddha try to call you over the phone But you've already locked your door Won't return no hidden call You just hope that you've got balls The day when the sky falls To face the dark hours on your own I said on your own