Текст John Nolan – Sad, Strange, Beautiful Dream

The pulpit is perfect except for the man who’s hiding behind it
He’s washing his hands of all of his responsibility
He’s taking down names and he’s picking up stones
He’s looking for sins that are worse than his own

We don’t want to believe
We all live in the same sad, strange, beautiful dream

Now the devil’s been dead since before time began
But he’s still making progress, he’s still making plans
With a hand in his pocket and a gun in his hand
He’s not trying to listen, he’s not trying to understand
And isn’t he just like you and me?

We don’t want to believe
We all live in the same sad, strange, beautiful dream
We don’t want to believe
We all live in the same sad, strange, beautiful dream

Don’t believe their lies
No don’t believe their lies
I know you know what’s right
I know you know what’s right
Don’t believe their lies
No don’t believe their lies
I know you know what’s right
I know you know what’s right
Don’t believe their lies
No don’t believe their lies
I know you know what’s right
I know you know what’s right
Don’t believe their lies
No don’t believe their lies