He likes caviar, he likes champagne Calls his broker just to check his gain He made a profit of considerable size Don't ask him no questions, he will
The world is looking for a revelation We're always under their investigation They look at us to hear what we got to say They can't see Jesus when we stand
First I want to thank You Lord for being who You are For coming to the rescue of a man who's drifted far For calling me to be Your son and calling me
You are all I seek and all I know I am satisified in you alone I've found nothing in this world That seems so sweet As your presence in a life laid
Noah saw the coming of the flood (He built an ark upon dry land) When Moses prayed, God parted the Red Sea (In faith, he made his stand) And David dropped
Onward Christian soldiers, marching as to war With the cross of Jesus going on before Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng Blend with ours your
One step two step, close the door All my records are on the floor No time to myself it seems People in my lounge hangin' from the beams Enough time to
Shadows grow so long before my eyes And they're moving across the page Suddenly the day turns into night Far away from the city but don't hesitate 'Cause
There's ringing in my ears And no one to relate to 'cept the sea Who can I belive in I'm kneeling on the floor There has to be a force who do I phone
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face, Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case I said to my reflection let's get out of this
If I go to Gloucester you know I will Wait there for you The Rhumb Line is waiting there too You know it's worth the nights we wait there It all falls
I'm on my way I'm making it, Huh! I've got to make it show yeah, Hey! So much larger than life I'm gonna watch it growing Hey hey hey heyyyyyyy The place
Walk through the fire Through the dust and ashes While the building crashes Walk through the flame No trace of indecision Lion keep his vision clear
We are shaking the tree Waiting your time, dreaming of a better life Waiting your time, you're more than just a wife You don't want to do what your mother
There's a bump in the basement There's a knocking on the wall In the pumping of the pistons I swear I heard you call There's a bump in the basement There
We're content to pitch our tent when the glory's evident Seldom do we know the glory came and went Moving can seem dangerous in this stranger's pilgrimage
We are pilgrims in a strange land We are so far from our homeland With each passing day it seems so clear This world will never want us here We're not
It's so easy to lose the burden, take our eyes off the fields Settle into apathy and forget what the harvest yields It's so easy to think we're finished