JURY
(M. Galley/T. Galley)

Condemn the believers
Stop the music playing loud and clear
Distort now their visions
And pull down the shutters, for damnation is near
For damnation's near

Point now your finger of scorn
Raise the anger of the critic's pen
Come down in a favour
Make the break given the chance to win

Given the chance to win
Given the chance to win

The jury stands in judgement
The writing's on my wall
Writing's on the wall

And though they stand in silence
He's heading for the fall
He's heading for the fall

Oh, they think that I'm something else
They think I'll fall
They've go to be on the devil's side
Oh here they go
Break it up

We have got to stop it

The jury stands in judgement
The writing's on my wall
Writing's on the wall

And though they stand in silence
He's heading for the fall
Oh they're heading for the fall

Condemn the believers
Stop the music playing loud and clear
Distort now their visions
And pull down the shutters, for damnation is near
For damnation's near

Gave them their chances
They fell to the ground
I gave them all they had
But they were not around
They could not love
They could not love
Oh, they fell to the ground
And I'm coming home