Somali Yacht Club - Religion of Man Lyrics

Hey old man, why can't you see
In this world nothing comes for free
Outside of your body is a cage
That keeps you grounded all the day

Hey old man, the bells have rung
We wish they were quiet and calm
We're slipping into oddly shaped rooms
Before it's filled with the night fumes

Now is no time
To think of what you don't have
Of what you might have

Hey old man calm like a storm
It's time to sail
Away from
Misjudgment
Away from home
Noone knows where he goes