Another Alibi by John Illsley Lyrics

Have they taken the law into their own hands
Tell an artist "we don't like your style"
They've worked out a way to live
The priest reminds them what to give
The church stands tall, the people still in rags

Don't ask me why
It's sometimes easy to lie
Don't ask me why
I'll find another alibi

Old man poses for a photograph
He don't care whose right or whose wrong
Nothing is what it appears to be
He just sees what he wants to see
Church stands tall, people still in rags

Don't ask him
Why he's no tears left to cry
Don't ask him why
He'll find another alibi
So good to lie and walk on your golden sand
Blessed by the sun the Almighty Hand
We're happy passing through
Must look pretty strange to you
Church still stands tall, the people still in rags

Don't ask them why
They know what it is to get by
Don't ask them why
They'll find another alibi