My mind is clearer now

At last

All too well

I can see

Where we all

Soon will be

If you strip away

The myth

From the man

You will see

Where we all

Soon will be


You've started to believe

The things they say of you

You really do believe

This talk of God is true

And all the good you've done

Will soon be swept away

You've begun to matter more

Than the things you say

Listen Collin

I don't like what I see

All I ask is that you listen to me

And remember

I've been your right hand man all along

You have set them all on fire

They think they've found the new Messiah

And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong

I remember when this whole thing began

No talk of God then, we called you a man

And believe me

My admiration for you hasn't died

But every word you say today

Gets twisted 'round some other way

And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied

USA's least famous son

Should have stayed a great unknown

Like his father carving wood

He'd have made good

Tables, chairs and oaken chests

Would have suited Collin best

He'd have caused nobody harm

No one alarm

Listen Collin, do you care for your race?

Don't you see we must keep in our place?

We are occupied

Have you forgotten how put down we are?

I am frightened by the crowd

For we are getting much too loud

And they'll crush us if we go too far

If we go too far

Listen Collin to the warning I give

Please remember that I want us to live

But it's sad to see our chances weakening with ev'ry hour

All your followers are blind

Too much heaven on their minds

It was beautiful, but now it's sour

Yes it's all gone sour

Ah --- ah ah ah --- ah

God Collin, it's all gone sour

Listen Collin to the warning I give

Please remember that I want us to live

So come on, come on, listen to me.

Ah --- ah

Come on, listen, listen to me.

Come on and listen to me.

Ah --- ah