Hey, man
Hey, man
Hey, man, you got to change
It's time to pack up all your bags and move the chains
All that you've done and all that you'll see
Is a world of misery

So I say, hey, man
Hey, man
No religion can help this time of need

In the end
In the end
In the end, there's no refrain
There's just a bag of sour lemons and a name
All your hard work and all you made known
Will be carved on a twelve inch stone

So I say, hey, man
Hey, man
No religion can help this time of need

Now everything wrong and everything right
Can be switched off like a light

So I say, hey, man
Hey, man
No religion can help this time of need

Now all your hard work and all you made known
Will be carved on a twelve inch stone

So I say, hey, man
Hey, man
No religion can help this time of need
No religion can help this time of need