| It’s burnt in my memory, the face of the crowd
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| Lost in the desert, they were cryin' out loud
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| Some voices were cursing, some singing in praise
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| It’s one or the other when the curtain is raised
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| Lead us to the water, and wash away the fear
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| Take us to the water that will never disappear
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| (And get us outta here)
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| Out in the streets, there’s risin' a cry
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| This isn’t livin' but we don’t wanna die
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| Politics and heretics, we’ve heard it all before
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| No phony religion, just get us out thru the door
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| Lead us to the water, and wash away the fear
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| Take us to the water that will never disappear
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| (And get us outta here)
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| I’ll give you fountains that never run dry
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| Like eagles you will fly
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| No tear in anyone’s eye
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| And the glory won’t fade forever, forever on
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| The treasury’s empty, the riches withdrawn
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| The people are hungry and the food is all gone
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| The media garbage keeps pumpin' out lies
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| The weight is oppressive as the spectres arise
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| Lead us to the water, and wash away the fear
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| Take us to the water that will never disappear
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| (And get us outta here) |