I see nothing at all

But I hear that I'm caught

In the crossfire, oh

And fear keeping me low, low to the ground

And it's clear that what I don't know is pulling me down

And all this strip mall religion

Is making me a belligerent man

In spite of tv confessions

I still do the best I can

What goes on in the shadows will come into light

And what was wrong with your mind

Can it made to be right

So keep a watchful eye on your neighbor tonight

Keep a watchful eye on your neighbor tonight

Cause all this strip mall religion

Is making me a belligerent man

Eleventh hour decisions

Were lacking in precision

We're the orphans of the storm

It was one for the ages

In my dreams we are all reborn

On the unwritten pages

You go your way and I'll go mine

I'll see you somewhere down the line

You go your way and I'll go mine

Now there's bloodshed

In my hometown

And there was bloodshed

There were kids shot down

There were kids shot down, oh

And all this strip mall religion

Is making me a belligerent man

In spite of tv confessions

Well I still do the best I can

Yeah, your strip mall religion

Is making me a belligerent man

Eleventh hour decisions

Were lacking in precision

Ooh, and it makes me uneasy now

You know it makes me uneasy

I said it makes me uneasy now

You know it makes me uneasy, uneasy

You go your way and I'll go mine

I'll see you somewhere down the line

You go your way and I'll go mine

I'll see you somewhere down the line