Nobody Will – Daniel Amos – letras

You’ll see, we’ll beFine everybodyIf we climb, everybodyTo the cross on the hill »feed me, heal me » whines everybodyBlinds everybodyAnd nobody willMotorboats on the red seaAltar candles on the t.v.We killed the prophets,And we hung the sunAnd finally got ourKingdom comeWe’ll wake up, and make upAnd cry everybodyDie everybodyAt the cross on the hill »astound me, crown me, » whines everybodyBlinds everybodySo nobody willWe’ve got no taste for the new wineJust want our faces on prime timeThere was that time we fed the poor(but we) just don’t believe them anymoreA house and pool in thePromise landA slice of pie for theSon of manA little prayer, our ten percentAnd a crocodile tear for any regret