Cary Swinney - Human Masquerade

{Verse 1}
The poor man plays for pleasure
The rich man plays to win
While the biker sheds his helmet
And throws caution to the wind
While the banker dreams of interest
The lawyers dream up laws—more laws
While the Christians dream up heaven
As though the Earth is one lost cause

{Chorus}
And I feel like an insect
Tangled in their web
Why should I even listen
When there's nothing being said?

{Verse 2}
The salesman sells his Amway
To another greedy slob
Some dope is mixin' methamphetamine
In the back of his garage
While the barman pours a drunkard
Yet another glass of wine
Robert Tilton's takin' money
From a man without a dime

{Chorus}
And I feel like an insect
Tangled in their web
Why should I even listen
When there's nothing being said?

{Instrumental Break}

{Verse 3}
And Jesus must be tickled
By the complicated man
As his legs dangle from the ledges
Of the heavens as he grins
And the angels must be baffled
By the smallness of our minds
I'll bet they beg God for some answers
But God gracefully declines

{Chorus}
And I feel like an insect
Tangled in their web
Why should I even listen
When there's nothing being said?

{Verse 4}
The universe keeps growin'
They say a mile or two each day
She glances past her shoulder
As She skips along the way
We soon will be forgotten
Rotten with decay
What a dreadful sight—the clumsy flight
The human masquerade