Lord, Lord, Lord 
Help Me Find A Righteous Soul 
Yes, Lord, Lord, Lord 
'Cause I'm Way Out Of Control 
I Ask You Lord, Lord, Lord 
Help Me Find A Righteous Soul 

We Change The Colour Of Our Skin 
Cause None Of Us Are Free From Sin 
Belief Is Not Our Sunday Best 
You Put Us Sinners To The Test 
Our World Is One Big Toxic Site 
Where Unbelief And Fear Abide 
We Fight, We Swear, We Lie, We Cheat 
We Just Don't Care, We're Filled With Greed 

Lord, Lord, Lord 
I Am Digging My Own Grave 
Yes, Lord, Lord, Lord 
I'm A Sinner, I'm Depraved 
I Tell You Lord, Lord, Lord 
I Keep Digging My Own Grave 

Our Guilt Becomes Our Cross To Bear 
But Yet It Seems Nobody Cares 
We Are A Thorn Stuck In Your Head 
Fighting For Our Daily Bread 
The Moral Code That Holds Us Fast 
Gets Broken Daily, And Surpassed 
We Gamble, Swindle And Betray 
We Live In Total Disarray



©Praga Khan