He built his house out of bricks and motar
But he built it on shifting sands.
Then he did what he thought he ought'a,
He put his life in Jesus' hands.
Now he didn't have to worry 'bout his life on earth,
He was living it in Jesus' name.
And when his house fell in
He swore like sin,
But he went to heaven just the same.

It's a dark, dark night,
Getting darker, my friends.
You got to live your own life,
You got to make ammends.
You got to spend your time
Trying to do it right.
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel,
Or are we at the end of the line?
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel,
Or are we at the end of the line?

Now the fire breathing dragon will tell you
That he's here to protect your land.
You got to pay him his weight in gold
Or he'll destroy it with his very hand.
So the ignorant and scared line up in pairs
To give him all that the own.
I guess they'd sell
Thier souls to hell
If they thought it would protect thier home.

It's a dark, dark night,
Getting darker, my friends.
You got to live your own life,
You got to make ammends.
You got to spend your time
Trying to do it right.
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel,
Or are we at the end of the line?
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel,
Or are we at the end of the line?

So if you're watching the one eyed monster
You might think we're up against a wall.
And the right wing claim that, in Jesus' name,
They have the answer for us all.
They say, "We need the power, it's our darkest hour.
Give it to us before it's too late."
But zealous voices have narrow choices,
It's enough to make me hesitate.

It's a dark, dark night,
Getting darker, my friends.
You got to live your own life,
You got to make ammends.
You got to spend your time
Trying to do it right.
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel,
Or are we at the end of the line?
Is there a light at the end of the tunnel,
Or are we at the end of the line?