Running through this maze - cry at what I see A civilization with values alien to me All the role models, lost souls, false gods that I am shown Ordeals that I pa** through for purposes unknown In the cul-de-sac turn back on my trade from the cul-de-sac Help try getting me out In a transient phase At the end of an age Running through this maze Some born again idiot tracks me down and I couldn't escape Trying to notch up points for his entrance fee to New Jerusalem (I said) "Do you love the lord your god with all your dogma?" He said, "You'll get it all back in the next life" Get it all back, get it all back Get it all back Mystery schools for the fools, great seats of learning Business, lawsuits, market forces - no philosophy courses A bachelor's degree in loopholes and a master's in self-interest Studies for automatons and syllabus two A city and guilds in extortion and a PhD in f** you