There's a man talking on the radio    What he's saying I don't really know    Seems he's lost some stocks and shares    Stops and stares    He's afraid I know    That's the way it goes       There's a man talking of the promised land    He'll aquire it with some Krugerrand    Subdivide and deal it out    Feel his clout    He can stoop so low    And that's the way it goes       There's an actor who hopes to fit the bill    Sees a shining city on a hill    Step up close and see he's blind    Wined and dined    All he has is pose    And that's the way it goes       There's a fire that burns away the lies    Manifesting in the spiritual eye    Though you won't understand the way I feel    You conceal, all there is to know    That's the way it goes