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