New Religion (Live At the Beacon Theater)

Yeah, come on now
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Woah!

I've been now sauntering
Out and down the path sometime
Come on! It takes me nowhere, which I knew
Faces everywhere pulling grins and signs in things
Telling me not there, man, it's no go

I need a reason
I can't think without one now
Too much learning's got to show
Call it treason
Maybe catch her, don't know how
Too many things, too much to know

I'll bring my timing in, seagulls gather on the wind
Lady screaming, lady leave me out
'Cause sometimes people stare
Sitting down, electric chair
And steaming crowds they gather and they shout

Take another chance boy, carry the fight
You can take him if you're fast
Didn't I say if you're holding on
You'd be laughing at the last
I get along fine with them friends of mine
But you have to make a choice
You're singing out of tune but the beat's in time
And it's us who makes the noise

I'm talking for free, I can't stop myself
It's a new religion, oh
I've something to see, I can't help myself
It's a new religion

Okay, my reasoning might be just clouded by the sun
But someone sees the departmental lie
You know this peacetime jabbing fist in stabbing knife
Only get one look before you die

Take another chance boy, carry the fight
You can take him if you're fast
Didn't I say if you're holding on
You'd be laughing at the last
I get along fine with them friends of mine
But you have to make a choice
You're singing out of tune but the beat's in time
And it's us who makes the noise

I'm talking for free, I can't stop myself
It's a new religion, oh
I've something to see, I can't help myself
It's a new religion

Gotta take pay from the saints 'n sinners
In regulation hats 'n scarves 'n things
Walking in formation down the lane,
They carry their cross, make a church bell ring
Army majors pull a mean cool truth,
There lying in a swimming pool
Searching for the undeniable truth
That a man is just a fool

Take another chance boy, carry the fight
You can take him if you're fast
Didn't I say if you're holding on
You'd be laughing at the last
I get along fine with them friends of mine
But you have to make a choice
You're singing out of tune but the beat's in time
And it's us who makes the noise

I'm talking for free, I can't stop myself
It's a new religion, oh
I've something to see, I can't help myself
It's a new religion, yeah
I'm talking for free, I can't stop myself
It's a new religion, oh
I've something to see, I can't help myself
It's a new religion, yeah
I'm talking for free, oh
A new religion, oh
I've something to see, oh
A new religion, boys