Yeah, say it like you mean it
You don't mean it, it don't mean nothing at all

We've been strugglers
Blackheart brothers
Sunday's mothers don't never could tell us apart

Now I know what you say
It's a mean old world
I seen it, it all seems like a game
Don't want a new, new river every time I look down
Oh, a spirit, yeah, to move me, babe

A desire
Like a wire
Lead the choir
Oh, tripping on that Orange County wine

Morning sinner
Meet your maker
Revelator
You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine

Now I know what you say
It's a mean old world
I've seen it, it all seems like a game
And I want a new, new river every time I look down
Oh, a spirit, yeah, to move me, babe

Yeah, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na

Yeah, say it like you mean it
If you don't mean it, it don't mean nothing at all

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Writer(s): Michael Carrington Taylor