They call this stuff a New Age, but it's a phony ol' lie I don't know that Heaven's where those roads lead all at the same time Nobody's holy – we ain't goin' there without His grace No, no, no, no, no It's just plain foolish to work it out in our own way
It's a phony ol' lie Better put your armor on you It's a phony ol' lie Custom-made to fool all the people that need the truth
Radio stations shock me – some are bringin' some psychics on Speakin' 'bout family, friends, and matters of love For guests who feel lost and alone They say they know exactly what we need Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I get a bad, bad, bad, bad feeling What they're givin' out though isn't free, and it don't pay
It's a phony ol' lie Better put your armor on you It's a phony ol' lie Custom-made to fool all the people that need the truth Hey!
They call me crazy – they called every prophet crazy It's a phony old lie – it ain't changed at all
It's a phony ol' lie Better put your armor on you It's a phony ol' lie Custom-made to fool all the people that need the truth Yeah! It's a phony ol' lie Better put your armor on you It's a phony ol' lie Custom-made to fool all the people that need the truth Yeah, that need the truth Yeah, that need the truth Hey!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
