From the recording Pieces Missing
Lyrics
Gathering your stones
Every one you've thrown
Build them up into an altar you can look down from
Pass your judgements down and
Point your finger round
Fill us up with all the answers you claim to have found
A better way
By doing what you say
I get a better view
By watching what you do
Don't tell me what is right
When you can't look me in the eyes
Don't tell who's to blame
'cuz everybody is the same
Everything you say
Part of a lie that you maintain
You give yourself away
Just like it's written on your face
Hypocrite
So practice for the preach
Let's see your actions speak
As loud as all the words you throw to those down at your feet
But there's nothing to prove
When everyone's subdued
Resigned to blindly doing anything you tell them to