Won't you sign in stranger? What brings you to this place? What is the attraction Of our little bit of space? You've got sophistication You've got the mojo hand You've got the Jones for production But there's things you don't understand
Open up your eyes
Most of this is lies
Can't you see the problems
Are the things that you despise?
They've got the tongues of silver
Believe what you've been told
Can't see the trees for forest
Don't know that you've been sold
You feel the mask of midnight
You keep the curtains closed
Can't read the words by moonlight
The way that you supposed
Open up your eyes
Most of this is lies
Can't you see the problems
Caused when reason dies?
You pass the buck to others
There's always some to blame
It helps to ease the anger
But everything's the same
There are no easy answers
Won't find them on your shelf
Don't look around for guidance
The truth is in yourself
Open up your eyes
Most of this is lies
Can't you see the problems
End when recognized?