Everybodys say god is a good man
  Ah, clock on the world
  Driving a dump truck up to the sun
  A sigh in the human heart
  I look at the clock on the wall
  It says three minutes to midnight
  Faith is blind when we're so near
  
  Phar Lap floating in a jar
  Seas full of submarines, A.W.A.C's like flies
  Truth gets harder to define
  Talking in tongues
  
  But the dancer's hand grips the rail
  And fingers will blister on the 88's
  Hope drains out the side of the page
  
  But ears can't hear
  What eyes don't see
  And you can't see me
  
  Everybody say god is a good man
  Everybody say 1,2,3
  Set up those gunsights in H.G. Wells backyard
  I.C.B.M's, S.S. 20's they lie so dormant they got
  So many
  
  Remember your childhood
  Remember the journey
  Hope is what you say and do