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© 1996-2007 khanada rhodes

i've been now sauntering
out and down the path sometime
come on, it takes me nowhere, which i know
faces everywhere pulling grins 'n signs 'n things
telling me not there, man, it's no go
don't go there boy

i need a reason
i can't think without one now
too much learning got to show
call it treason
maybe catch her, don't know how
too many things, too much to know

bring my timing in, seagulls gather on the wind
lady screaming, lady leave me out
cuz sometimes people stare
sitting down, electric chair
and steaming crowds they gather and they shout

take another chance boy, carry the fight,
you can take him if you're fast
don't know why this evil bothers me
didn't i say if you're holding on
you'd be laughing at the last
so why is he trying to follow me?
i get along fine with them friends of mine
but you have to make a choice
how many reasons do they need?
you're singing out of tune but the beat's in time
and it's us who makes the noise
i might just believe this time

i'm talking for free, i can't stop myself, it's a new religion
i've something to see, i can't help myself, it's a new religion

okay, my reasoning might be clouded by the sun
but someone sees the departmental lie
you know this peacetime jabbing fist in stabbing knife
only get one look before you die

take another chance boy, carry the fight,
you can take him if you're fast
don't know why this evil bothers me
didn't i say if you're holding on
you'd be laughing at the last
so why is he trying to follow me?
i get along fine with them friends of mine
but you have to make a choice
how many reasons do they need?
you're singing out of tune but the beat's in time
and it's us who makes the noise
i might just believe this time

i'm talking for free, i can't stop myself, it's a new religion
i've something to see, i can't help myself, it's a new religion

gotta take pay the saints 'n sinners
in regulation hats 'n scarves 'n things
walking in formation down the lane,
they carry their cross, make a church bell ring
army majors pull a mean cool truth,
there lying in a swimming pool
searching for the undeniable truth that
a man is just a fool

take another chance boy, carry the fight,
you can take him if you're fast
don't know why this evil bothers me
didn't i say if you're holding on
you'd be laughing at the last
so why is he trying to follow me?
i get along fine with them friends of mine
but you have to make a choice
how many reasons do they need?
you're singing out of tune but the beat's in time
and it's us who makes the noise
i might just believe this time

i'm talking for free, i can't stop myself, it's a new religion
i've something to see, i can't help myself, it's a new religion