Abhinanda - The Preacher lyrics

So we were the kids growing up without a guide Sitting with the TV on conidering suicide And I interpret Bob`s telling us that God`s No longer on our side Well who is he and who am I to tell you anything All I want is a girl to say "I`ll wear your ring" Yeah I know what hell is, a place without Elvis And the voice with which he sings The simplicity of the pen and the paper Can make the world follow like a tune played by the pied piper Now we batter up, gonna play with your head We batter up to play with your head Reevaluate all the things that you`ve read We batter up to play with your head Dreamers do what they`re always done And this night has only just begun With the inflicted pain, by our hero Wayne They say he`s first with his gun We changed the world or ourselves at least But we never proclaimed to be high-priests We sacrificed, our own lives And we`re the only ones who seem pleased