When the man comes around Hear the trumpets hear the pipers One hundred million angels singin' Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum Voices callin', voices cryin' Some are born and some are dyin' It's alpha and omega's kingdom come And the

You can't see California without Marlon Brando's eyes Look me in my brand new eye It's all in your head It's all in my head I feel safe Insane am I the only motherfucker with a brain? I'm hearing voices but all they do is complain How many times have you

I wish I never knew I wake up screaming It's all because of you So real these voices in my head Scared and Lonely You won't be scared You won't be scared and lonely You won't be scared you won't be lonely At night I hear it creeping

I question all the voices in my head Are they mine or have I been misled? Total understanding doesn't seem to mean a thing When you can't see behind the silver screen, a figurine Can't you hear me scream? It seems I should have walked away Reverse the

Tell me when it kicks in All the voices in my mind Calling out across the line And I saw scars upon her I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream So tell me when it kicks in Broken hearted Broken heart How'd I get so faded

Fall on your knees, Oh hear the angel voices. Hold me in your arms, Oh holy night, the stars are brightly shining. It is the night of our dear Saviour's birth. Long lay the world in sin and error pining, 'til he appeared and the soul felt its worth. A

I hit the ground and I'm still running but I need a place to stay tonight, I swear I'll be gone in the morning I just need somewhere warm to close my eyes Can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name? Twisting your arms, holding out

I must have kicked them out They told me I was gone You have no plans for me I will set my soul on fire I'll tell 'em What have I become? I'll stay awake Why am I not scared in the morning? I don't hear those voices calling

They're proud of me Now I can hold my heart in a fist And all the voices leave I can finally put it on my sleeve Oh, if only they'd really seen it Maybe they would finally believe me When I say I've won She's proud of me She's proud of

Don\'t call me nigger, whitey! Don\'t call me whitey, nigger! Well I went down across the country, and I heard some voices rang. They was talkin\' softly to each other and not a word could change a thing. Chorus (3 separate times)