So it's stars and crosses

Reasoning for losses

You learn right from wrong

Then you write the book yourself

Right the wrongs you know,



But then you're all in your rows

All in your rows

All in your row-oh-ohs

All in your rows

All in your row-oh-ohs



Domination fading with war-torn tradition

Picking holes in holy

And in blinkered vision

You left us standing with no understanding

There's no give

There's no give



And then you're all in your rows

All in your rows

All in your row-oh-ohs

All in your rows

All in your row-oh-ohs



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



Let them go