Dull as dirt

you can't assert

the kinda light that might persuade

a strict dictator to retire

fire the army,

teach the poor origami

the truth is in

the proof is when you hear your heart start asking

What's my motivation?

And try as you may

there isn't a way

to explain the kinda change

that would make an eskimo renounce fur

that would make a vegetarian barbeque hamster

unless you can trace this about-face to a certain sign



shine

make em wonder whatcha got

make em wish that they were not

on the outside looking bored

shine

let it shine before all men

let em see good works and then

let em glorify the lord



Out of the shaker and onto the plate

it isn't karma it sure ain't fate

that would make a deadhead sell his van

that would make a schizophrenic turn in his crayons

Oprah freaks

and science seeks

a rationale that shall excuse this strange behavior

when you let it shine

you will inspire the kind of entire turnaround

that would make a bouncer take ballet

even bouncers who arent happy

but out of the glare

with nowhere to turn

you ain't gonna learn it on "What's my Line?"



Shine

make em wonder whatcha got

make em wish that they were not

on the outside looking bored

shine

let it shine before all men

let em see good works and then

let em glorify the lord