Where the winds of change were blowin' There lived a God-fearing man He was turning through his Bible When he came up with a plan He painted up a sign And held it high above his head Waved it proudly in the air, and this is what it read You can't break the law There are reasons for the rules I keep things safe here for everyone The sinners, saints, and fools The poor and huddled masses Who are hungry and afraid You gotta do it by the Book and there'll be No exceptions made To the weary, desperate souls Who washed up on the sand He said, "We hadn't seen your paperwork" And he withdrew his hand You know he never felt any safer All the peace he hoped he'd find And up until the day he died He never changed his mind You can't break the law There are reasons for the rules They gotta keep it safe here for everyone You sinners, saints, and fools The poor and huddled masses Who are hungry and afraid You gotta do it by the Book or there'll be No exceptions made, yeah By the time he got to Heaven It was surrounded by a wall The pearly gates were locked up tight The golden chains and all They said, "We cannot let just anyone Walk in here anymore You didn't do it by the Book," And then they pointed to the floor You can't break the law There are reasons for the rules I keep things safe here for everyone You sinners, saints, and fools The poor and huddled masses Who are hungry and afraid You gotta do it by the Book and there'll be No exceptions made No

Come on tell me what I am And come on tell me where I stand You know I tried and I tried and I tried To let it be the truth But then You go and you go and you go And you say i'm something new Oh We are saints We are sinners We are lost and we are found And we are hope from the distance We are strong and we are Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh We are saints and we are Come on Tell me where to go And come one Tell me what you know You know i tried and i tried and i tried To let it be the truth But then you go and you go and you go And you say i'm something new We are saints We are sinners We are lost We are found We are hope from the distance We are strong and we are

Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a thing wrong, except you're cutthroat So get your hands up before the boat sinks 'Cause this ain't one for all, yeah, this is groupthink We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a cluе There's not enough spacе in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Kill the rich kids, shoot the sad boy Stab the pretty girl, go buy some new toys Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a thing wrong, except you're cutthroat We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? We got a ways to go, we need a stepping stone I guess we're on our own, ain't that a bitch, though? Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a clue There's not enough space in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Not a hostage, not a hostage Not a hostage, not a scapegoat Not a scapegoat, not a scapegoat Tell the truth, tell the truth Tell me the truth or tell me a lie Tell me what I've gotta say to get out of this room alive Show me the answers or give me a clue There's not enough space in the miles between me and you Oh, no, here we go Here come the saints of violence and innuendo So, tell me the truth, are you really surprised? You live in a world where empathy goes to die Tell the truth, tell the truth Tell the truth, tell the truth

In some gone story of old My pulse is racing On boarders towers in flames My pulse is racing while New winds blow taste like the cold Blinded by the sun Facing the wall Look at the skies up Through her eyes Can't tell what he's thinking of And put a pause to her smile Hand on flower dropped at Burial ground Hardened by church and law The spell that binds us all She's full of it all Somewhere, somewhere Out of reach of consolation Heard the echo of Never ending war Won't cut the weekend short Freedom won't answer your call Hardened by church and law The spell that binds us all She's full of it all Somewhere, somewhere Out of reach of consolation Heard the echo of Never ending war Won't cut the weekend short Freedom won't answer your call