Nothing's Right

Tell me again what makes a good man Is he free of blood on his hands? Does he only say what anyone can? Is he clean lines and Puritan? Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Tell me again how you can talk to God And how he tells you what to do And how you're sure it's not your own damn voice Disguised as something absolute Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right The bonds of friendship and brotherly love The silver lining, the holy dove Sometimes it all just tastes like dust Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right Sometimes I feel like nothing's right