So now you pray for it
To smother up and go away
Forgive the sins
In that magic black box
The temple's full
And sparks are gonna fly again
This time we'll see what he'll do
To make his message clear
To ring true everywhere
Pass over that religious trap
Listen to the words of a humble man
And with the glitter
There should be no gold
But the light that shines from his face
Will take its hold
Do unto others as they to you
So what's the part that makes it hard to follow through
Back to basics it's time to go
The hierarchy needs a new spin on its show
So face the crowds
And tell them what you think they want to hear
Then face the crowds
And tell the truth
The saints are gone
It's just us mortal souls to carry on
Send love on high and take it home
Pass over that religious trap
Listen to the words of a humble man
And with the glitter
There should be no gold
But the light that shines from his face
Will take its hold
Do unto others as they to you
So what's the part that makes it hard to follow through
Back to basics it's time to go
The hierarchy needs a new spin on its show
The hierarchy needs a new spin on its show