Selling the Drama

                                  And to love: a god 

And to fear: a flame 

And to burn a crowd that has a name 

And to right or wrong 

And to meek or strong 

It is known just scream it from the wall 

I've willed I've walked  I've read 

I've talked I know  I know  

I've been here before 

Hey  now we won't be raped 

Hey  now we won't be scarred like that 

It's the sun that burns 

It's the wheel that turns 

It's the way we sing that makes 'em dream 

And to Christ: a cross 

And to me: a chair 

I will sit and earn the ransom 

From up here