There's a face that we wear
In the cold light of day
It's society's mask,
It's society's way,
And the truth is
That it's all a facade!
There's a face that we hide
Till the nighttime appears,
And what's hiding inside,
Behind all of our fears,
Is our true self,
Locked inside the facade!
Every day
People, in their own sweet way,
Like to add a coat of paint,
And be what they ain't!
That's how our little
Game is played,
Livin' like a masquerade
Actin' a bizarre charade
While playing the saint!
But there's one thing I know,
And I know it for sure
This disease that we've got
Has got no ready cure!
And I'm certain
Life is terribly hard
When your life's a facade!
Look around you!
I have found
You cannot tell, by lookin' at the surface,
What is lurkin' there beneath it!
See that face!
Now, I'm prepared to bet you,
What you see's not what you get
"Cause man"s a master of deceit !
So, what is the sinister secret?
The lie he will tell you is true?
It's that each man you meet
In the street
Isn't one man but two!
Nearly everyone you see
Like him an' her,
An' you, an' me
Pretends to be
A pillar of society
A model for propriety
Sobriety
An' piety-
Who shudders at the thought
Of notoriety!
The ladies an' gents 'ere before you
Which none of 'em ever admits
May 'ave saintly looks
But they're sinners an' crooks!
Hypocrites!
Hypocrites!
There are preachers who kill!
There are killers who preach!
There are teachers who lie!
There are liars who teach!
Take yer pick, dear
Cause it's all a facade!
If we're not one, but two,
Are we evil or good?
Do we walk the fine line
That we'd cross if we could?
Are we waiting
To break through the facade?
One or two
Might look kinda well-to-do
Hah! They're bad as me an' you,
Right down they're boots!
I'm inclined to think
Half mankind
Thinks the other half is blind!
Wouldn't be surprise to find
They"re all in cahoots!
At the end of the day,
They don't mean what they say,
They don't say what they mean,
They don't ever come clean
And the answer
Is it's all a facade!
Is it's all a facade!
Man is not one, but two,
He is evil and good,
An' he walks the fine line
We'd all cross if we could!
It's a nightmare
We can never discard
So we stay on our guard
Though we love the facade
What's behind the facade?
Look behind the facade! -