I can only feel and think in the language of Worn like the walls around you Cliches othere's have concocted for you Prefabricated pre-conception All around you
How good to walk-with the caprice of God How good to talk-with the caprice of God So you can scratch the sky Build your ivory tower
This totem has some use, the total of abuse All that you have done, still adding up the sum How could I forget that, you're not finished yet and that Angry artillery on your tongue Real life is never used as truth Bows and arrows highly strung Same shadow I can see right through Whenever I picture you
How good to walk-with the caprice of God An ordinary human-an ordinary mortal, and ordinary model How good to talk-with the caprice of God
Build your ivory tower-so you can touch the sky Don't hide inside the sentiment The real test is never finished yet Face up, collect the interest Of all the idiots you should detest How good to walk-with the caprice of God
An ordinary model An ordinary human-an ordinary mortal- How good to talk-with the caprice of God --------------------------------------------------------------