to tear down the walls of the Pickwick Theatre
[not really, love the Pickwick]
I secretly like Sandinista! better (or as much as) than London Calling
part of the Polapan Blue series
As the floods of God
Wash away sin city
They say it was written
In the page of the Lord
But I was looking
For that great jazz note
That destroyed
The walls of Jericho
The winds of fear
Whip away the sickness
The messages on the tablet
Was valium
As the planets form
That golden cross Lord
I’ll see you on
The holy cross roads
After all this time
To believe in Jesus
After all those drugs
I thought I was Him
After all my lying
And a-crying
And my suffering
I ain’t good enough
I ain’t clean enough
To be Him
The tribal wars
Burning up the homeland
The fuel of evil
Is raining from the sky
The sea of lava
Flowing down the mountain
The time will sleep
Us sinners by
Take one now
Go Rollers roll
to Las Vegas
It’s gonna hail
give me sixes
sevens and elevens
to roll
holy rollers roll!
Holy rollers roll
Give generously now
Pass the hubcap please
Thank you Lord