This ain’t   no mistake
There’s a party goin on, under the stars You made! Ohh, hands are lifted high! Ohh, hands are lifted high! A ball   of   fire, lights the   day
Burning the stormy night away! Woah, woah, we believe! People everywhere, joining to sing it
Woah, woah, we believe! Woah, woah, we believe-
Ohh, reaching for the maker of the sky… They’re lying to your face
A spoken word, and the word conceived-
By God above, we believe
Woah, woah, we believe! Lighting strikes in the distant sky
And the thunder rolls, so
Take the time and- listen! Ohh hands are lifted high! Oh reaching for the maker of the sky—
Teaching philosophy of a modern age
And the evolution of the human race! Woah, woah, we believe-
Ohh, reaching for the maker of the sky–y
Woah, woah, we believe!