Stumblefoot

Deep in that cranial psycho vault
 The thought you are to be sans fault
 It ain't meant to happen on our own
 The consequence of diligence
 Without Him will show all the dents
 That's why our eyes are always on the throne
 What's wrong with me, what's wrong with you
 How many times we've fallen through
 The thin dev-ice of foolish thinking
 All along our pride is sinking
 The smoothness of another day
 Convice me that I'm on my way
 At 3 P.M. it all falls flat
 I realize I ain't all dat
 Stumble foot foot stumble
 As your ideals start to crumble
 Stumble soot foot fumble
 Just another chance to be humble
 Stumble foot foot stumble
 As your ideals start to crumble
 The consequence of diligence
 Without Him will show all the dents
 You point out others' sins overt
 Under the carpet, sweep your dirt