Someone is smoking

Someone is smoking a cigarette in this subway car

And leftists like to say words like "gulag"

Cops only walk with other cops

I was made to do nothing

And from that, nothing comes

Mod is a set of words

Breeze up her skirt moves in just the right way

Cops ride as though they were God

And know what it's like to be God all the time

"Mother Time is of the essence"

As they like to say

I was made to do nothing

And from that, nothing comes

Mod is a set of words

Breeze up her skirt moves in just the right way

Everyday they continue to be together

In the temple courts

They broke bread in

Their homes and ate together

With glad and sincere hearts

Someone is smoking a cigarette in this subway car

And I have travelled for so long

Only to find I've not come very far

I was made to do nothing

And from that, nothing comes

Believers work together

Committed to the sharing love of God