man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan. I can't believe you're saying These things just can't be true Our world could use this
about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan, no! I can't believe you're saying These things just can't be true Our world could use this beauty Just
of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan. I can't believe you're saying These things just can't be true Our world could use this
to say thanks for the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living
in the darkness You brought us light through Christ no less, sitting in the shadow of death Lord this world is a mass grave a tomb headed for doom, give
ends Now that the work is done let the insanity commence Normal emcees come a dozen for a dime And I blow 'em to their knees a dozen at a time 'Cause
your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan, no! I can't believe you're saying These things just can't be true Our world could use this beauty Just think