So many things you said last nightnIn your attempt to be forthrightnHow certain things are meant to benIf it's of benefit to mennThis moments really celestinenYou said I'm not sure what that meansnBut kept this to myselfnLest I intrude on your sinceritynnAnd you saidnGo reach out and find yourselfnGo reach out and find yourselfnnI fail to understand these pearlsnOf abject generositynThey're all that they appear to benA conscience sold for precious wordsnnThe meat of your philosophy nOf TV talk show homilynWas heaven is within us allnI couldn't help but think your heaven must be very smallnnSo I saidnGo reach out and find yourselfnGo reach out and find yourselfnnGod could I use a drink or a cigarettenSince you're refusing to thinknGuess we'd better get highnIt's been a whilenThanks for being so frank I gotta gonYou wear your candor and ranknLike a new trophy bridenIt's back in stylennI felt your need to share some morenI felt the pressure knock my doornThank god for wood and all it's strengthnThe power to keep you at arms lengthnnSo I saidnnGo reach out and find yourselfnGo reach out and find yourselfnnGo reach out and find yourselfnGo reach out and fuck yourself