It's strange to hear you talk about faithWhen you were too blind to recognizeThat the faith you soughtWas a passing phaseMerely in disguise
You've finally come to realizeThat confusion confessed to popularize?When your congregation was so surprisedTo see that I was coming through
Oh, you're driving me crazyYou think you're so completeOh, you're driving me crazyRight back into the street
And now I feel like a stranger in my own backyardNow praying for your freedom seldom seemed hardBut I've noticed a lot of changes in freedom tooLike I've noticed changes in you
I could hear them laughingAs usually they'd doIn the days of my childhoodI can't see them anymoreFaith healers---I don't need them
Oh, you're driving me crazyWell you think you're so completeOh, you're driving me crazyRight back in to the street
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