Murray

I know a man
Who lives under his covers
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Lost his mind from the tv
Now he's playing God
Somebody told him
That he was no good at
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Talking out the left side
Of his mouth

And he won't follow
These lines he's drawn for him
And he don't want to try
If seeing is believing
Wonder what he sees here every night

Three little boys
Dress up in the morning
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Come back home from the school yard
Talking about love
But on this occasion
The boys feel the same
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Something's holding them back there
I bet it was their mom

And we both know
That people change
When truth's not part
Of their lives
I see the love in their eyes
Don't say goodbye
Goodbye

I know a man who wakes up
In the evening
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Lost his mind from the tv
Now he's playing God
Somebody told him that
He's good for nothing
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Now he screen prints
American tee shirts
Through the night

If seeing is believing
Wonder what he sees here
If seeing is believing
Lord what he sees here
If seeing is believing
Lord what he sees here

If seeing is believing
Lord what he sees here
If seeing is believing
Lord knows what he sees here
If seeing is believing
Lord knows what he sees here

If seeing is believing
Lord knows what he sees here every night