歌词
The prophet born again
The bible in his hand
With fire and brimstone eyes
The saviour on TV
With tax immunity
Donations exorcised
Who are these men in their ivory towers
Not heaven sent no no
Worshipping greed in the name of Jesus
Save our souls!
Whoa
In some other world
You'd be branded as thieves
Thrown to your knees
And made to answer
In some different time
They would lock you away
As mad men I'd say Amen
Behind the public smile
The politicians guile
So vain and powerful
Elected for his hair
By people unaware
It's unbelievable
Brothers in arms robbing the future
Shining in children's eyes
Shame on this world, shame on our country
Shame on you
Whoa
In some other world
You'd be branded as thieves
Thrown to your knees
And made to answer
In some different time
They would lock you away
As mad men I'd say Amen
We built you an altar
Instead of an outcast
We made you a king
Respected and wealthy
The verdict is in
The jury is guilty
Worshipping greed in the name of Jesus
Shame on you!
Whoa
In some other world
You'd be branded as thieves
Thrown to your knees
And made to answer
In some different time
They would lock you away
As mad men I'd say Amen
In some other world
You'd be branded as thieves
Thrown to your knees
And made to answer
In some different time
They would lock you away
As mad men I'd say Amen
Amen!
Written by: Andrew Gold, Graham Gouldman
