So it's stars and crosses
You learn right from wrong
Then you write the book yourself
Right the wrongs you know,
But then you're all in your rows
Domination fading with war-torn tradition
You left us standing with no understanding
And then you're all in your rows
City-scape and country-side
We've got local boys, they're going nationwide
So here's your church and here's your steeple
And you're locking your doors to keep in all the people