So higher powers, higher powers, higher powers Higher powers in me Higher powers in me I've seen 'em in the hill, you know, I've seen the spirits, you know, so? Definitely believe in the higher powers, 'cause I'm just a little old human, you know?
Cody says he didn't start the fire His parents know he probably did He's always playing with a light He's just a different kind of kid And Cody says He didn't raise the dead Says religion's just a trick To keep hard-working folks in line He says it makes his stomach sick
So who's gonna carry us away? Eagles with glory-painted wings? We keep on waiting for the miracle to come Pour down the mountain like a heaven-fed stream
Cody's always got one on the line He likes to walk 'em by the wrist He does his pulling with his eyes He does his talking with his fists Bottle rockets on an August night Raid the coolers in the trucks If we're lucky, we'll get loud and we'll drink Whiskey from a plastic jug
So who's gonna carry us away? Eagles with glory-painted wings? We keep on waiting for the miracle to come Fall from the firmament and give us nice things Round and round, it goes Where it stops, nobody knows, nobody knows
So who's gonna carry us away? Eagles with glory-painted wings? We keep on waiting for the miracle to come Roll down the mountain to the sound of sad strings We keep on waiting for the miracle For the miracle We keep on waiting for the miracle For the miracleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
