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Preachin´ on Sunday morning All the right words are said But does the congregation Know what´s going through your head? Just a few distractions Some hell you can hide but the mirror of your heart says "You just can´t let it slide" Chorus: Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah, take a look You write those holy songs Your gift goes without mention The lady in the pool down there Has got your full attention The spirit got the grief Bathsheba got a son It´s time to write another song Just call it 51 Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah, take a look Wha thave we created? A monster or a lamb? Is it art and truth Or product we demand? Do we lust for money? Do we water down the wine? Sometimes we´re kissing up to man And that´s the bottom line Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah, take a look Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah Take a look Take a look at yourself Oh, yeah, take a look Take a look at you, take a look at me Take a look at you, take a look at me Take a look at you, take a look at me And tell me what you see Take a look at you, take a look at me Smack dab in the industry