[Verse 1]
Partly politic
Heads will roll
Mostly politic
God must call
'Til the winning hand does belong to me

[Refrain]
What if no one's calling
God then must be falling

[Verse 2]
If I ever met you
In a private place
I would stare you
You into the ground
That's how I'd articulate
The value of my face
The value on my face

[Refrain]
What if no one's calling
God then must be falling

[Instrumental Break]
[Refrain]
What if no one's calling
God then must be falling
What if no one's calling
God then must be falling
What if no one's calling
God then must be falling