Someone is smoking

Someone is smoking a cigarette in this subway car And leftists like to say words like "gulag" Cops only walk with other cops I was made to do nothing And from that, nothing comes Mod is a set of words Breeze up her skirt moves in just the right way

Cops ride as though they were God And know what it's like to be God all the time "Mother Time is of the essence" As they like to say I was made to do nothing And from that, nothing comes Mod is a set of words Breeze up her skirt moves in just the right way

Everyday they continue to be together In the temple courts They broke bread in Their homes and ate together With glad and sincere hearts

Someone is smoking a cigarette in this subway car And I have travelled for so long Only to find I've not come very far I was made to do nothing And from that, nothing comes

Believers work together Committed to the sharing love of God