| Come into vision
|
| And last
|
| Same psalm mother sung
|
| Drink from your flask
|
| And ask
|
| If anyone has a favorite
|
| And we’ll sing
|
| We sing alone at the top of our lungs
|
| Voices ring
|
| Escape outside the cathedral
|
| I don’t care
|
| What you *sing?
|
| But just do it in your old fashion way
|
| Slaping your knee
|
| As I said
|
| This one makes up for the city
|
| And we’ll sing
|
| Sing alone at the top of our lungs
|
| Voices ring
|
| Escape outside the cathedral
|
| Some folks
|
| Just don’t give a damn
|
| Whether they’re coming or going
|
| Hey man
|
| Take a stand
|
| When you’re up
|
| Put yourself back in place
|
| And coming when you hear the ovations
|
| Stations
|
| fill up
|
| As we leavers
|
| Find the receivers
|
| Stealing from the beggars wife
|
| Here we go
|
| I don’t know
|
| If there’s any point to it all
|
| But I sure love hearing your voice
|
| Jordanna
|
| Jordanna
|
| Jordaaaannnnaaaaaa
|
| Jordanna!
|
| Jordanna!
|
| Jordannnnnaaaaa!
|
| (Ohohoh…)
|
| Some folks
|
| Just don’t give a damn
|
| Whether they’re coming or going
|
| Hey man
|
| Take a stand
|
| When you’re up
|
| Put yourself back in place
|
| And coming when you hear the ovations
|
| Stations
|
| fill up
|
| As we leavers
|
| Find the receivers
|
| Stealing from the beggars wife
|
| Here we go
|
| I don’t know
|
| If there’s any point to it all
|
| But I sure love hearing your voice |