Pray For Them

You come crawling home in the middle of the night.
Aways preaching what’s wrong. Never doing what’s right.
Every single moment you come knocking at my door.
Rich getting richer, Poor keep staying poor.

So I keep telling you again and again.
You want to pray for me, You better pray for them.
So I keep telling you again and again.
You want to pray for me. You better pray for them.

It’s the Last Supper as you drop to your knees.
There’s anger at the corner, fire’s in the streets.
Every single moment you come knocking at my door.
Don’t worry what tomorrow has in store.

So I keep telling you again and again.
You want to pray for me. You better pray for them.
So I keep telling you again and again.
You want to pray for me. You better pray for them.

Yeah, can’t you tell child I’m getting tired?
What you say to me just don’t inspire.
Don’t worry about the sorry shape I’m in.
Tomorrow I’ll be back in the shadows again.

Curtain’s coming down on your one man show.
Not gonna stick around for the blow-by-blow.
Every single moment you come knocking at my door.
Train’s left the gate. Ship’s left the shore.

Yeah. You want to pray for me, Pray for them.
You want to pray for me. Pray for them.
You want to pray for me. Pray for them.

Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for them