Under Feet Like Ours version:

You’ve got your lights turned so they can’t see you

The very best of what you’ve got to offer

Tell them what your hands were made for

Tell them who your mouth was made for

You’ve got your profits and your mathematicians

The vocal fuel of a generation

Tell me what my hands were made for

Tell me who my mouth was made for

And please don’t be mad at me

Well you’ll get what you ask for

So come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

So very close to what you had expected

It makes it hard to keep my head up level

Tell me I’m what your hands were made for

Tell me I’m who your mouth was made for

And if you come down on me

Well you’ll get what you ask for

So come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

And I, I want to get myself back

High, I want to get myself back 

Tonight, tonight, tonight

Tonight, tonight, tonight

And all of the things that you promised us that you’d be

Well now your hands are tired

But I was nice, yeah I was nice

But I, I’d give my life

For one night, one night, one night

Well I, I

Well I, I

I will not give up, I will not give up, I will not give up

What do you know? What do you know?

What do you know? Oh

What do you know? Oh

Come on, come on, come on {What do you know?}

Come on, come on, come on {What do you know?}

Come on, come on, come on {What do you know?}

Come on, come on, come on {What do you know?}

This Business of Art version:

You've got your lights turned so they can see you

The very best of what you've got to offer

Tell them what your hands were made for

Tell them who your mouth was made for

You got your prophets and your mathematicians

The vocal fuel of a generation

Tell me what my hands were made for

Tell me who my mouth was made for

And please don't be mad at me

You'll get what you ask for

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

So very close to what you had expected

It makes it hard to keep my head uplevel

Tell me I'm what your hands were made for

Tell me I'm who your mouth was made for

And if you come down on me

Well you'll get what you ask for

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

I, I want to get myself back

High, I want to get myself back

All of the things that you promised me that you'd be

Now your hands are tired

And all of the things that you promised me that you'd need

Now your hands are tired

Come on, come on, come on 

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on