merchants vendors face it

Sparks

I met a man with razor hands
He quoted sixteen words
We sand hallelujah
He pointed down said,
That s your own. You re going straight to hell!
We sang hallelujah

So I said,
Face it,
You don t even listen
Faces don t even care

The night was young
As the profit sung
Merchants began to prowl
We sang hallelujah
As we began to walk
The dollar signs talked
A sign said, stop you must join!
We sang hallelujah

So I said,
Face it,
You don t even listen
Faces don t even care

If I had an opinion or not
It was you who gave me hope
It was you who came from above singing songs
There s no way out.
There s no way
No way out!

Face it, you don t even listen
Faces don t even care
Faces,
Face it