i hear you animals crying i hear your indomitable woes i hear your papal gods lying i hear your backroom door close oh no i ll take this moment just to tell you that i think we re both in the wrong and then i ll call you just to sell you and in three years then we ll belong oh oh oh no i ve grown too old oh oh oh no i m bought you re sold i hear your excuses flowing i hear that you re prepared to lose i hear that you think you re all knowing i m here to tell you the bad news i ll take this moment just to tell you that i think we re both in the wrong and then i ll call you just to sell you and in three years then we ll belong oh oh oh no i ve grown too old oh oh oh no i m bought you re sold mixing all this information just to hear your own elation kill the man who takes dictation oh my lord a violation as the ship prepares a landing take some time to do some sanding midst the glut of apprehending violence seems to do the mending i can swim but might be drowning while the trumpet call is sounding my ego can take a pounding violins and harps resounding further into my illusion you can feel the stark confusion nothing but your own conclusion blank blue sky to play the blues in i hear you crying i hear you i hear you crying i hear you i hear you crying i hear you i hear you crying i hear you i hear you crying i hear you i hear you crying i hear you 1