We can write the chapters of existance starting now,
Starting now
We`ll throw it all down
I can see the shadows in the water on the ground,
On the ground
They follow me around
Behind every story there`s a quick end
Behind every smile there`s a clown
To understand I guess I`d have to be a dead man
Trying not to laugh out loud
I can hear a lonely operator on the phone,
On the phone
She can`t call home
Over seas the burns are third degree
And the collection plate`s been passed and receved by me
I wish I could tell you all you children why your here,
Why your here
We`d all sing along
Is there something cause theres no way of knowing till your gone,
When I`m gone I`ll prove you all wrong
Behind every woman is a good man
Trying not to put the head out
To understand I guess I`d have to be a dead man
Trying not to laugh out loud
Behind every story there`s a quick end
Behind every smile there`s a clown
To understand I guess I`d have to be a dead man
Trying not to laugh out
Behind every woman is a good man
Trying not to put the head out
To understand I guess I`d have to be a dead man
Trying not to laugh out loud