Had my congregation, had my flock   When I was a shepherd of men   Chased the wild goose, chased the pot of gold   Chased the rainbows end      How can a poor boy deliver this message to you?   How can a poor boy? You don't believe anything that's true      Had my rise, had my downfall   Now I'm gonna rise up again   Had my degrees, my initiations   Not speaking to the profane      How can a poor boy get this message to you?   How can a poor boy when you don't believe a thing that's true?      I've been anointed, been appointed   Even been magnified   Spied a chapel all of gold   The priest was laying down with the swine      How can a poor boy get a little message to you?   How can a poor boy when you don't believe anything is true?   How can a poor boy get this message through to you?   How can a poor boy when you don't believe a single thing is true?      Watch the illusion of false security   Play of the shadows that move   Tell me what evil lurks in the hearts of men   Only the shadow knows      How can a poor boy get this message to you?   How can a poor boy when you don't believe a thing that's true, for you   When you don't believe a thing, nothing that's true for you   How can a poor boy ever get next to you?