There's a man talking on the radio
What he's saying I don't really know
Seems he's lost some stocks and shares

Stops and stares
He's afraid I know
That's the way it goes


There's a man talking of the promised land
He'll aquire it with some Krugerrand

Subdivide and deal it out
Feel his clout
He can stoop so low

And that's the way it goes

There's an actor who hopes to fit the bill

Sees a shining city on a hill
Step up close and see he's blind
Wined and dined

All he has is pose
And that's the way it goes


There's a fire that burns away the lies
Manifesting in the spiritual eye
Though you won't understand the way I feel

You conceal, all there is to know
That's the way it goes