We watch him everyday, Mister C on Holy channel His words are blessed and true Please believe and light your candles His thoughts will give us strength And feed our kids and bring us harvest Just give 'm what you got, He'll take care of what you all miss
Tales of worship preached on our screen Proclaiming cleric words of disbelief Convincing and forsaking to achieve Tales of workship take hold of us
Our fields are almost wasted, All the roots are seeking water The reservoirs are dry, Everybody's praying harder Please make it rain for us, You possess the power of wet skies Oh, Mister C we beg you We always trust your legislated lies
Tales of worship preached on our screen Proclaiming cleric words of disbelief Convincing and forsaking to achieve Tales of workship take hold of us
Engagement! With virgins! Take you for excursions! No Love! Salvation! Only for procreation Armoured in his car, surrounded by guards Who watch him carefully He waves and makes a smile, All he says is "Give me money"
Tales of worship preached on our screen Proclaiming cleric words of disbelief Convincing and forsaking to achieve Tales of workship take hold of usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
