People
Keep standing in the way of people
We don't have to be enemies
Or friends
People
Keep standing in the way of people
We don't have to understand
Or condescend
People
Keep standing in the way of people
We don't have to stoop so low
Or transcend
The steeple
Keeps stabbing in the chests of people
Waiting on your wings to fly
And ascend
The steeple
Keeps pressing on the throats of people
Suffocating the ones who say they know how
To pretend
They sing and they dance
And kill
They sing and they dance
And kill
The steeple
Keeps controlling the minds of people
We don't have to heed so close and depend
They sing and they dance
And kill
They sing and they dance
And kill
They sing and they dance
They sing and they dance
They sing and they dance
They sing and they dance
And kill
They sing and they dance
And kill