Sing Along Songtext
von Robert Ellis
Sing Along Songtext
Nobody talks too loud in my hometown
Nobody stands too tall for fear of getting knocked down
Just follow straight lines and teach your children how
Well, you just do your job and conceal your doubts
And the flames of hell, they seemed so high
When I could barely see over the pew
I was just a boy when they told me that lie
But Lord, it felt so true
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
With one big voice, all the children sang
The grown folks led and they praised His name
Like an army camp marching off to fight
Like a mindless chant, "We′ll make you right"
And that's a hell of a thing to do to a kid
Just to teach him right from wrong
You can burn in hell the rest of your days
Or you can choose to sing along
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Well, you can speculate about the way things end
Or you can sit and wait for the resurrection
But a child believes in whatever they′re told
A pillar of flame, a street of gold
And the flames of hell, they seemed so high
When I could barely see over the pew
I was just a boy when they told me that lie
But Lord, it felt so true
And that's a hell of a thing to do to a kid
Just to teach him right from wrong
You can burn in hell the rest of your days
Or you can choose to sing along
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Nobody stands too tall for fear of getting knocked down
Just follow straight lines and teach your children how
Well, you just do your job and conceal your doubts
And the flames of hell, they seemed so high
When I could barely see over the pew
I was just a boy when they told me that lie
But Lord, it felt so true
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
With one big voice, all the children sang
The grown folks led and they praised His name
Like an army camp marching off to fight
Like a mindless chant, "We′ll make you right"
And that's a hell of a thing to do to a kid
Just to teach him right from wrong
You can burn in hell the rest of your days
Or you can choose to sing along
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Well, you can speculate about the way things end
Or you can sit and wait for the resurrection
But a child believes in whatever they′re told
A pillar of flame, a street of gold
And the flames of hell, they seemed so high
When I could barely see over the pew
I was just a boy when they told me that lie
But Lord, it felt so true
And that's a hell of a thing to do to a kid
Just to teach him right from wrong
You can burn in hell the rest of your days
Or you can choose to sing along
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Sing along, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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