Testo di Church

People round here they think they've got it all worked out They don't know how to talk to me so all they do is shout If i wanted to be preached at I could go back to church But I'm older than I used to be and I've ended that search No one can tell me who to be, I've got ears to hear And eyes to see That no one has got that right, And I won't be the first to run away If day turns to night There's too many buildings, too many doors, Too many bits of paper and too many laws, I won't be converted, I'm not goin to come inside You tell me you know the truth, when you tell me you know the truth I know you lie