The Blind Lead the Blind
Leslie Craig Smith, Bobby Price, Michael James
They call this the high-tech eighties
But we have come as far as we think
We've still got an age old problem
It's written there in ink
Building God's without feelings
Making golden calves for the age
Men keep bowing to the words of their hands
Sin is still is rage
Looking for a God of convenience
To kneel before with no strings attached
A Savior made using human hands
That'll be no match
Are we just descendants of Babel
Having towers built for us
The brick that we've laid to honor ourselvеs
God will turn to dust
The blind are still leading thе blind
The blind are still leading the blind
When will we open our eyes to find
That the blind are still leading the blind
The blind are still leading the blind