I'll make you privy to my contemplation
Let me say in my defense
I know it goes against all common sense
It's not our nature, not what we've been taught
Flies in the face of every lie we've bought
It's hard to see it, harder to explain
I know it cuts against the grain
Wouldn't it be strange if riches made you poor
And everything you owned left you wanting more?
Wouldn't it be strange to question what it's for?
Wouldn't it be strange?
I know we've got some interest to protect
A set of dots we're committed to connect
It makes us nervous in light of how it's been
To play a little game of pretend
Wouldn't it be strange if power made you weak
And victory came to those who turned the other cheek?
Wouldn't it be strange to welcome your defeat?
Wouldn't it be strange?
Wouldn't it be strange to find out in the end
The first will be the last and all the losers win?
Wouldn't it be strange if Jesus came again?
Wouldn't it be strange?
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