There's a man talking on the radio What he's saying I don't really know Seems he's lost some stocks and shares Stops and stares He's afraid I know That's the way it goes
There's a man talking of the promised land He'll aquire it with some Krugerrand Subdivide and deal it out Feel his clout He can stoop so low And that's the way it goes
There's an actor who hopes to fit the bill Sees a shining city on a hill Step up close and see he's blind Wined and dined All he has is pose And that's the way it goes
There's a fire that burns away the lies Manifesting in the spiritual eye Though you won't understand the way I feel You conceal, all there is to know That's the way it goes
