|
Adam lives in theory tryin' to turn stone into bread |
|
Masquerading like he's got it figured out |
|
Cut off from the sunshine, only smart in his own head |
|
Leaving his descendants to hope and doubt |
|
Left to his devices, those worthless sacrifices |
|
Praying to the altar of his self |
|
Making pilgrimages thinking he's religious |
|
Like he's got all the light, and no one else |
|
He takes the unsuspected' |
|
Cuz he knows they're not connected |
|
And he shows them how to be just as he is, virtually real |
|
And commercially appeal, to the lust of all the people where he lives |
|
Eve was so naive, blinded by the pride and greed |
|
Wanting to be intellectual |
|
Drifting from the way, she got turned down one day |
|
And now she thinks that she's bisexual |
|
Caught up in emotion, burning up in her devotion |
|
To the king of exploitation in the field |
|
She handed him her virtue, 'cuz he told, "I won't hurt you" |
|
So she lay with him to see how good it feels |
|
Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now? |
|
Where we gonna go now? |
|
What we gonna say now? |
|
Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now? |
|
Where we gonna go now? |
|
What we gonna say now? |
|
Now after the sensation, and the empty fornication |
|
She brought infection home into her bed |
|
Quickly multiplying, now the three of them are dyin' |
|
By the poison she perceived to be good |
|
Now Eve and her husband, are perverted in their judgment' |
|
Cuz everything appeared to be the same |
|
They entertain suggestions, next time just use protection |
|
Desiring to cover up their shame |
|
But much to their demise, poor decision closed their eyes |
|
To the very antidote of their dilemma |
|
Burning in their lust, both of them adulterous |
|
Destroying the original agenda |
|
Praying to the sky, in order to maintain a lie |
|
They exhausted every possible conclusion |
|
They can't even entertain, or the solution in a brain |
|
Or filled with vain, information and pollution |
|
Hiding from the truth, he provided an excuse |
|
To explain away his desperate situation |
|
When confronted, blamed his wife, giving birth to carnal life |
|
Refusing to acknowledge what he'd done |
|
And now, if we can agree with who created us to be |
|
Who says we're guilty, everyone before |
|
His eyesMaking no exceptions, since the day of our conception |
|
Predisposed to hating truth, and loving lies |
|
Then can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now? |
|
Where we gonna go now? |
|
What we gonna say now? |
|
Now can you tell me, what, what we gonna do now? |
|
Where we gonna go now? |
|
What we gonna say now? |
|
Stop walking in pride, let the thief be crucified |
|
Unlearn everything you know and let |
|
Him teach you |
|
Line upon line, and precept upon precept |
|
Say goodbye to this decaying social system |
|
He wants to know, how far we're willing to go? |
|
If we love |
|
Him like we say we do, |
|
He'll try us |
|
Just you don't regress, or slip into hopelessness |
|
Once He's satisfied, |
|
His love, |
|
He won't deny us |
|
And then He'll tell us what, what we gonna do now |
|
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now |
|
And then He'll tell us, what, what we gonna do now |
|
Where we gonna go now, what we gonna say now |
|
I'm telling you, telling you, |
|
I'm telling you |
|
I'm telling you, |
|
I'm telling you, |
|
I'm telling you |
|
He's gonna tell us, tell us, tell us |
|
Ooh! Yeah |