Common Mortal Man Lyrics - The Free

I was on my way to a needle factory 

Up and coming prospects was a waiting there for me 

I was selling my wares three bucks a share 

Three bucks a share 

Three bucks a share 

I was walking down, down a rocky road and found 

A noisy rising sun and a quietly burning moon 

They were standing in line, standing in time 

Standing in time waiting for a fantastic time 

Standing in line 

Like a stallion chasing fear itself 

Watching God sit upon his shelf 

We were restless, we were restless 

We were restless 

But we had to keep on going we were restless 

I was looking high but I was feeling low 

Sun said "Man don't sweat" the moon kept still and glowed 

The truth is in the eyes of common mortal men 

And you can believe it's all in the grief of Satan 

It's all in the grief of Satan