Well they lead us from the ruin of fables
And we drink ourselves right under the tables

Push a needle into yesterday's papers

Then they tell us that they love us and hate us

Deliver us from feelings of hatred

You know it's going to kill us sooner or later

Lead us from the ruin of fables

As they're climbing up the towers of Babel

You've got to get inside and feel love

Well they lead us from the ruin of fables
See inside ourselves and what we are made of

Well come along and stick on the labels

And do the dance of the cash potato

They're kindest when they tell us they hate us

Because we're super fragilistically aimless

Well they lead us from the ruin of fables

And the goddess of Assyrian angels

You've got to get inside and feel love