Get Up Off Our Knees

Housemartins



Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets

some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets

Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away

Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today



Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying



Get up off your knees

You can wag your finger till your finger's sore

Shake your head till it shakes no more



Paupers will be paupers, bankers will be bankers

Some own pennies in a jar, some own oil tankers

What may sound like tomorrow could be ours today

There's no more need for sorrow if we get off our knees to pray



Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying



Get up off your knees

You can wag your finger till your finger's sore

Shake your head till it shakes no more



Countries will be countries, borders will be borders

Some have lost their folks at war, some have give orders

Don't wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away

Don't shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today



Time to end the praying

Listen what they're saying



From: Deise Zandona