"Faith & Virtue" lyrics

"Faith & Virtue"

We live on cartoons and Fridays
We travel wishing on the moon
We breathe on tiptoes and my ways
We get our legacies too soon

And we could dine out on Sunday
Or we could swim in acid rain

Where did we go?
How did we learn that trade?
No peace of mind, no home
Where did we go?
How did we learn that trade?
No peace of mind, no home
No faith or virtue

We live on safe regulation
No sense of chaos in the dance
No grandiose conversation
No sense of wasting any chance

We could dine out on Sunday
Or we could swim in acid rain

Where did we go?
How did we learn that trade?
No peace of mind, no home
Where did we go?
How did we learn that trade?
No peace of mind, no home
No faith or virtue

We should rise in the morning
Like being carried through the ranks
We wear the skin we were born in
Believing messages of thanks

And we could dine out on Sunday
Or we could swim in acid rain

Where did we go?
How did we learn that trade?
No peace of mind, no home
Where did we go?
How did we learn that trade?
No peace of mind, no home
No faith or virtue


Writer(s): Steve Harley
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