(Alexander)      There was a man who sang the blues   No one could deny he spoke the truth   He shouted through the microphone   But no one could care less   He lived his life anonymously   Was rediscovered posthumously   Now people quote his words   And talk about his tragic death      (Ain't that the way it goes)      The was a man who told a lie   With a twinkle in his eye   People came from all around   To stand by his side   People will sell their souls away   For a little false hope and some unfound praise   There's always somebody out there   Who is happy to oblige      (Ain't that the way it goes)   Amazing grace to you      He met her in a college bar   Talked his way into her car   She fell in love with him, I guess   The same time he lost interest   Now, he takes a hit off of his bong   While she listens to country songs   Ah, to be young again      (Ain't that the way it goes)   Amazing grace to you      There's a place in my father's home   Where I still go to be alone   Demons visit me there yet   Sometimes we share a cigarette   They laugh and whisper in my ear   Tell me what I want to hear   The devil has so many friends      Amazing grace to you   (Ain't that the way it goes)