There’s a face that we wear
In the cold light of the day
It’s society’s mask
It’s society’s way
And the truth is
That it’s a Façade
There’s a face that we hide
Till the night time appears
And what’s hiding inside
Behind all of your fears
Is your true self
Locked inside that façade
Every day
People in their own sweet way
Like to add a coat of paint
And be what they ain’t
- That’s how our little
- Game is played
Livin’ out a masquerade
Actin’ a bizarre charade
While playin’ the saint
But there’s one thing I know
And I know it for sure
This disease that we’ve got
Has got no ready cure
And I’m certain
Life is terrible hand
When your life’s a façade
Look around you I have found
You cannot tell by looking at the surface
What is lurkin’ there beneath
See that face now I’m prepared to bet you
What you see’s not what you get
‘Cause man’s a master of deceit
So what is this sinister secret?
The lie he will tell is true?
It’s that each man
You meet on the street
- Isn’t one man but two
- Nearly everyone you see
Like him an‘ her an’ you, an’ me
Pretends to be a pillar of society
- A model of propriety
- Sobriety an’ piety
Who shudders at the thought
Of notoriety
The ladies and gents
Were before you
Which none of ‘em
Ever admits
May have saintly looks
But they’re sinners an’ crooks
Hypocrites!
Hypocrites!
There are preachers who kill
There are killers who preach
There are teachers who lie
There are liars who teach
- Take your pick Dear
- ‘Cause it’s all a façade
If we’re not one but two
Are we evil or good?
- Do we walk a fine line
- That we’d cross if we could?
- Are we waiting
- To break through the façade?
One or two might look
Kinda well-to-do Hah!
They’re as bad as me an’you
Right down to their boots
I’m inclined to think
Half mankind thinks
The other half is blind
- Wouldn’t be surprised to find
- They’re all in cahoots
At the end of the day
They don’t mean what they say
They don’t say what they mean
They don’t ever come clean
And the answer
Is it all a façade
Is it all a façade
Man is not one but two
He is evil and good
An’ he walks the fine line
We’d all cross if we could
- It’s a nightmare
- We can never discard
So we stay on our guard
Though we love the façade
What’s behind the façade?
Look behind… the façade