| Letra: | Would you let this stranger take your hand
do you think he sees the promised land
holy fire,
holy water
Anoint the faithful break the sacred bread
will the message get inside your
head
let the preacher take your hand
Come and stand among the chosen few, oh, oh, oh
let
the preacher lay his hands on you, woah, oh, oh
Fire and brimstone send you straight to
hell
gather round beneath the mission bell
holy fire, holy water
Come and stand among the
chosen few, oh, oh, oh
let the preacher lay his hands on you, woah, oh, oh
See the mighty how
they fall from grace
bring the shame upon this chosen place
let the healer take your
hand
Come and stand among the chosen few, oh, oh, oh
let the preacher lay his hands on you,
oh, oh, oh
Come and stand among the chosen few, oh, oh, oh
let the healer lay his hands on
you, oh, oh, oh. |
