The milk and honey will turn to sand
Here I am
Talk to me It doesn't matter who you are
I'm the man
Who came to save you From yourself
Computer man are you going to put
A bar code on my hand
In the promised land
The milk and honey will turn to sand
The milk and honey will turn to sand
The milk and honey will turn to sand
I walk alone with a bed of nails
And my thorns
Iscariot you sold your kiss
For a pot of gold
Hmmm it's a strange old world
Full of contradictions
It's a cruel old world
Loaded with conflict-ion
Hmmm it's a strange old world
Full of contradictions
It's a cruel old world
Loaded with confliction
Hmmm it's a strange old world
Full of contradictions
It's a cruel old world
Loaded with conflicting