So sing your praise of progress
Acting out his folly
Like a slave in orbit
I went out on lower broadway
While his back is being whipped
'Til one of us would break
And I felt that place within
And it's a dirty, rotten shame
Heard your songs of freedom
I hate myself for lovin' you
You ever did for me
He's beaten 'til he's tame
The naked truth is still taboo
I hate that foolish game we played
Will tell you where I'm at
Whenever it can be seen
That hollow place where martyrs weep
And of the doom machine
There are those who worship loneliness
All around the old hotel
I'm not one of them
And I'm glad the curtain fell
But at last I'm out of debt
I hate myself for lovin' you
And the need that was expressed
No use to apologize
'Cept pat me on the back one time
I can't recall a useful thing
The stage was set, the lights went out
The crystal ball up on the wall
What difference would it make?
When I was on my knees
Hasn't shown me nothin' yet
And the mercy that you showed to me
Lady luck who shines on me
We stared into each others eyes
On a trip down suicide road
In this age of fiberglass
Who ever would have guessed?
And angels play with sin
And man forever stripped
I'm searching for a gem
You were just a painted face
All for a moment's glory
I've paid the price of solitude
