I wasted my twenties in submission I thought I was outside the system But I was rolling over for wealth and power As if they really cared about me
The kids are just getting started They've only just learned how to howl And most of them throw in the towel Bout the time that they turn twenty three
If you've got the taste for transcendence Then translate your love into action And participate in the fight now For a creed you can truly believe
It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor
Tonight you've got fire in your bloodstream If your frail human heart is still pumping Then make this one night you remember A note you deliver by hand
And when you get up in the morning Let no man return it to sender And pour gasoline on the embers Keep yourself a physical record Deliver that fire to the real world And tell 'em that E. Furman sent ya
It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
