When will the drama unfold 
When will the stories be true 
When will we feel like we're told 
When will they get through to you 
When will you learn your lesson 
When will you see the light 
When will you count your blessings 
Not the score? 
Taking the lead from the wrong kind of people 
You know and I know that you know 
Threading yourselves through the eye of a needle 
When everyone thinks that they know 
The truth seems to be on the run 
I've never seen much to follow 
But how I can I talk 
When I don't know if I'll ever 
Learn my lesson 
I'll ever see the light 
Now I can't count my blessings 
Anymore 
Taking the lead from the wrong kind of people 
You know and I know that you know 
Threading yourselves through the eye of a needle 
We're out of our depths 
But we're asking the questsions 
Everyone's answering wrong 
We're wasting our time 
As the best of our time goes on 
And when will we learn our lesson 
When will we see the light 
When will they count our blessings 
Not the score?