Tidy your books up

Put them under your bed

And gather your thoughts up

But keep 'em in your head

Be careful what you wish for

Be careful what you dream

They let you sing your songs, son

But they'll never hear you scream.

Button your coat up

Take shelter from the rain

They want you to be like them

But you can never be the same

'cause you're standing on the outside

They'll never let you in

They'll let you play the game, son

But they'll never let you win.

Never let them bare witness

To the tears in your eyes

And never take a handshake

From the prophets and their lies

'cause they put you in the wrong line

You've been crying out for more

They've given you the key, son

But you'll never find the door.

You've fallen like an angel

Stranded on the earth

They let you see their riches

They never tell you what you're worth

They've put you in the back seat

While they're heading for the sun

And if you're waiting for the rapture

The day will never come.

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...

The day will never come...