I've got a question for your consideration,
I'll make you privy to my contemplation,
Let me say, in my defence, 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 earned left you wanting more?
Wouldn't it be strange to question what it's for?
Wouldn't it be strange?
I know we've some interests 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?
If victory came to those who turn 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?
Wouldn't it be strange if power made you weak?
If victory came to those who turn 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?
Wouldn't it be strange?
Wouldn't it be strange?
