Some Dark Day

They say that women are made of bliss

All lips and eyes to flash

All ears of gold and perfect beauty showing

It's all trash

They say that God has arms of Heaven

Smashing crutches laughing

One hundred weight of fleeces

All chaste for his creation but

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

And some dark day

And some dark day

They're going to find they're lying

They say that money makes nasty men

Crushes hearts inside us

They shout out chunks of history

And St. Paul to guide us

I've heard my mother say

"Son, help grown ladies cross the road"

Though she doesn't realize

Grown ladies crush her toes

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

And some dark day

And some dark day

They're going to find they're lying

Some loudmouth speaks of perfect sex

All sweating, muscles coming

I don't know where they got the lie

I just see rooms all rocking

When people say, "Shake hands and smile"

I see the beast all hairy

All they see is a golden mirror

A landscape, lakes and fairies but

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

And some dark day

And some dark day

And some dark day

They're going to find they're lying

My father says

"You must not know because we know already"

He prefers the greens kept right down

He likes his cakewalk steady

I do believe that school taught me

To remember sticks and lashes

Though people tell me school was nice

All flags and toothy flashes but

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

And some dark day

And some dark day

They're going to find they're lying

Come on

Well, okay new boy, hold my hand

Wear the helmet of the dawn

Kiss the smart man close to you

Watch his fist, ooh, here it comes

They say your Vicar wants to help

But that is not true

He's like the rest all in the pen

A pocket's waiting for you

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

They're wrong, they're wrong

And some dark day

And some dark day

You're going to find they're lying, okay