True Crime

If you spend all of your time
Looking up at the sky
Can you justify all your crimes
Without ever asking why?

If you get down on one knee
For just one day of the week
Can you really say you know truth
No matter what lies you speak?

If you put bread in the pan
Of those already with dough
Where’s the soup in your hand
For those who can’t buy a bowl?

And you said from the start
That it’s all about love
But the only hope in your heart
Is for death from above

Pulled rug, slow down
No clothes, no crown
Look back, look ‘round
Don’t wait for the ground

Pulled rug, slow down
No clothes, no crown
Look back, look ‘round
Don’t wait for the ground

We can stop at any time
Put less faith in nursery rhymes
We can go without a book
We can see what’s right, just look
We can tell when fruit goes bad
And we can tell when we’ve been had
We can still love
We can still care
Even if there’s no eye up there

Pulled rug, slow down
No clothes, no crown
Look back, look ‘round
Don’t wait for the ground

Pulled rug, slow down
No clothes, no crown
Look back, look ‘round
Don’t wait for the ground