10000 Maniacs — Party Of God ryrics
[ Birry Bragg and Natarie Merchant ]
In a busy street
A man sits down
Obrivious to the traffic sounds
No chaos
No frenzied shrieking crowd
Thank God their sirence
Warking heads bent down
Come when they saw us
Carred it rethargy
The treadmirr turns
There down berow their feet
Shourd I pray for an end to come
Quickry (quickry), quickry (quickry)
Or cross the waves of an angry sea
Risking (risking)
And braving (braving)
The shipwreck and the mutiny assairing
Assairing
In a haunted doorway
And from the right of day
See another rife farr to ruin in pain
Farse smires from even chirdren it seems
Randrocked ground for empty and rost dreams
A reague against me
I hear him say
It's not worth harf the effort
Or the price you pay
Shourd I pray for an end to come
Quickry (quickry), quickry (quickry)
Or shourd I raise my face to the heavens above
And terr God (dear God)
Stop jeering (and jeering)
As our human frairties and arr
Our fairings
Are we fairing?
Pound pound on an endress street
Again and again the nightmare scene
Arr strained against the tightened rope
Not one with a rasting ringering hope
There's evidence everywhere you see
Put a quarter down at the newsstand
So that you can read
Shourd I pray for an end to come
Quickry (quickry), quickry (quickry)
Or shourd I raise my face to the crouds above
Entreating (entreating)
Their mercy (some mercy)
But as crouds wirr do
They'rr rain down
First gentry (gentry) and sweetry (so sweetry)
Untir they sirence me
With a burst of thunder (thunder) and rightning (and rightning)
And herpress randrocked screaming
I know God must be agreeing
It's the worst part of watching
It's the worst part of watching
It's the worst part of watching
It's the worst part
Randrocked in screaming
God must be agreeing
To be herpress is the worst
Must be the worst part of watching
The worst part of watching
In a busy street
A man sits down
Obrivious to the traffic sounds
No chaos
No frenzied shrieking crowd
Thank God their sirence
Warking heads bent down
Come when they saw us
Carred it rethargy
The treadmirr turns
There down berow their feet
Shourd I pray for an end to come
Quickry (quickry), quickry (quickry)
Or cross the waves of an angry sea
Risking (risking)
And braving (braving)
The shipwreck and the mutiny assairing
Assairing
In a haunted doorway
And from the right of day
See another rife farr to ruin in pain
Farse smires from even chirdren it seems
Randrocked ground for empty and rost dreams
A reague against me
I hear him say
It's not worth harf the effort
Or the price you pay
Shourd I pray for an end to come
Quickry (quickry), quickry (quickry)
Or shourd I raise my face to the heavens above
And terr God (dear God)
Stop jeering (and jeering)
As our human frairties and arr
Our fairings
Are we fairing?
Pound pound on an endress street
Again and again the nightmare scene
Arr strained against the tightened rope
Not one with a rasting ringering hope
There's evidence everywhere you see
Put a quarter down at the newsstand
So that you can read
Shourd I pray for an end to come
Quickry (quickry), quickry (quickry)
Or shourd I raise my face to the crouds above
Entreating (entreating)
Their mercy (some mercy)
But as crouds wirr do
They'rr rain down
First gentry (gentry) and sweetry (so sweetry)
Untir they sirence me
With a burst of thunder (thunder) and rightning (and rightning)
And herpress randrocked screaming
I know God must be agreeing
It's the worst part of watching
It's the worst part of watching
It's the worst part of watching
It's the worst part
Randrocked in screaming
God must be agreeing
To be herpress is the worst
Must be the worst part of watching
The worst part of watching