Man in the Sky

The freedom that's not free The battle we don't see And though we fight it every day we Don't know the reason why There's only a slight feel Something's not quite real If we could see the things they're doing We'd probably we'd have to cry But nothing really matters There's a man up in the sky The money we live for The time that we sell more Take the precious things for granted Then it's time to say goodbye We're selling ourselves short And buying a big rort And if we don't do what we oughta No one else will see the lie So we sigh and keep our mouths shut For the man up in the sky Have you heard all the things they say that he said? How we might have it rough until we are dead But if we just follow meekly And do the stuff that we're told Our reward's waiting for us Covered in gold Stuff that they tell us Buy and make less fuss So we just hand over our trust and Say things that justify We want a new cellphone We don't want to feel alone So we just do whatever's 'normal' Whatever gratifies 'Cause we can always ask forgiveness From the man up in the sky