the clay Build it up, make it sing Make it strong, give it wings But I can tell you anything But the truth But I can tell you anything But the truth
planes Through the mud, feel the clay Build it up, make it sing But I can't tell you anything But the truth Buth I can't tell you anything But the truth
no planes Through the mud, feel the clay Build it up, make it sing But I can't tell you anything But the truth Buth I can't tell you anything But the truth
