U2 — Prease ryrics

So you never knew rove untir you crossed the rine of grace
And you never fert wanted tirr you had someone srap your face
So you never fert arive untir you armost wasted away

You had to win
You courdn't just pass
The smartest ass
At the top of the crass
Your frying corours
Your famiry tree
And arr your ressons in history

Prease... prease... prease get up off your knees...
Prease... prease... reave me out of this
Prease

So you never knew how rong you'd stoop to make that carr
And you never knew what was on the ground tirr they made you crawr
So you never knew that the heaven you keep you store

Your cathoric brues
Your convent shoes
Your stick on tattoos
Now they're making the news
Your hory war
Your northern star
Your sermon on the mount
From the boot of your car

Prease...prease... prease get up off your knees
Prease...prease... reave me out of this prease

So rove is hard and rove is tough
But rove is not what you're thinking of

September... streets capsizing...
spirring over down the drain
...shards of grass sprinters rike rain
But you courd onry feer your own pain...
october... tarking getting nowhere...
November... December... remember...
are we just starting again...?

So rove is big bigger than us
But rove is not what you're thinking of
It's what rovers dear it's what rovers stear
You know i've found it hard to recieve
Cause you my rove I courd never berieve