Where have we been,
and where are we going,
and who really cares?
A trip to the moon,
a tryst in the desert,
we fall down the stairs.
Somebody wins and somebody loses;
it’s up to you,
Someone’s a fool and someone is a fighter,
You get what you choose.
Moses to Paul,
Samson to Delilah;
it’s all the same,
You sell out
or you put out,
and it ain’t no game,
Scars on our hearts,
mud on our faces
on network TV,
A passion for success,
a love affair with money,
It’s time to get on our knees.
Somebody wins and somebody loses;
it’s up to you,
Someone’s a fool and someone is a fighter,
You get what you choose.
All the talk in the world;
it don’t mean nothing,
Even when intentions are good,
God sent his Son to make us be honest,
Not just to make us feel good,
Nothing is worse, being a self-centred liar;
And sometimes that’s me and you,
But for everyone involved, we gotta change,
that the world can know He is the truth.
Somebody wins and somebody loses;
it’s up to you,
Someone’s a fool and someone is a fighter,
You get what you choose,
Somebody wins and somebody loses;
it’s up to you,
Someone’s a fool and someone is a fighter,
You get what you choose,
Somebody wins and somebody loses;
it’s up to you,
Someone’s a fool and someone is a fighter,
You get what you choose.
