Point to heaven as you trample the earth Tell the world about your second birth Speak with words of angels and of men Your loveless heart seems to conflict with them Pharisee Have you become a pharisee? Suffer little children come to me Only if you pass your gcses Study scripture and pray every day But don't let on though if you think you're gay You move mountains, yeah, 'cause you've got faith Your possessions, well you gave them away Heal the sick with power from God above But it means nothing if you've not got love You have wisdom, words of prophecy You unravel life's great mysteries Give your body to the enemy What's the gain though if your heart's empty? Pharisee Have I become a pharisee? Pharisee Yeah, point the finger back at me