Criss cross apple sauce
Every Sunday see the cross
When I was a little boy
Stained glass, golden doors
Marble columns, granite floors
God must really love his toy's
Like a formulated recipe
From century to century
Generation by the spoon
They feed the prophet to the people
And keep buildin' up the steeples
But the Son is gonna rise up soon
Well, when I was ten
I presented my sins, demanded preacher man for the truth
I look him in the eyes and with the fire
Inside I told him what I'm gonna now tell you
What about the precious girls and precious boys
Across the world that never have a chance to know
If god loves everything and everyone
Then why would god want a man to burn below
No-ooooo oooo-oh
No-ooooo-oooo-oh
If I am a computer
And my spirit is Wi-Fi
And the prophets are all routers
Then I do not know why they say the only way to
Connect to the internet is through the sky
And if I don't believe it
I will never see an after-life
If I am a computer
And my spirit is Wi-Fi
And the prophets are the routers
Then I do not know why they say the only way to
Connect to the internet Is through the sky
And if I don't believe it
I will never see an afterlife
And if I don't believe it
I will never see an afterlife
And if I don't believe it
I will never see an afterlife
And if I don't believe it
I will never see an afterlife
And if I don't believe it
I will never ever ever ever ever
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine
Well, when I was ten
I presented my sins, demanded preacher man for the truth
I looked him in the eyes and with the fire
Inside I told him what I'm gonna now tell you
What about the precious girls and precious boys
Across the world that never have a chance to know
If god loves everything and everyone
Then why would god want a man to burn below
No-ooooo-oooo-oh
No-ooooo-oooo-oh
We're all sayin' the same damn thing
We're all sayin' the same damn thing
We're all sayin' the same damn thing
We're all sayin' the same–damn–thing
Heeeeyyy
No-ooooo oooo-oh
No-ooooo-oooo-oh
Dear God, please help me be completely free
And let go of everything that's inside of me
Please help us look up at the sky and see the stars
And understand that in this immense vast darkness
If there is lights that are so bright
That although they are light-years away we can still see them
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