The seven seas attacked our faces Make your way through We've found the cures, pulled out the stops Still make your way through I've got a hot date with God himself And it's time to present our case, how far we've come Look at us, we can stand on our own two feet, on our tippy toes Well, would you look at this? Mankind has finally seen we don't need a God God is within so let's make our way To the top, shall we gentlemen? There's a little bit of God in all of us isn't there? The kids were caught helpless in the fire Of a bad camera shot Watch us go, it's not our fault We find ourselves so attractive And it's not our fault We find ourselves so alluring What'd the Devil say, make your way through Make your way down to China Town We'll carry ourselves to the top and all the way to hell With feet like ours for transportation Better make out your will The kids got caught in the fire