I don’t think I can take it no more
I don’t know how I ever took it before
I had a drink with religion last night
It kept me flying on
You meet a prophet and you hope that he’s true
He ain’t got nothing to say but bad news
King David was a psalmist once
Way before he was king
Keep waiting for the angels to sing
Keep waiting for the chariot to swing
Down low like Elijah
You see what’s coming and you know how it seems
You play the music that you hear in your dreams
The band is rocking like it’s nineteen-seventy-five
Young and alive
Deep in the lyric are the keys to the song
You know the music knew it all along
Way back it was a sacred thing
Singin’ Shilingo
You think you’re happy when you’re feeling low
You see the sunshine in the winter snow
Ophelia died a long time ago
Some say she drowned for love
Keep waiting for the angels to sing
Keep waiting for the chariot to swing
Down low like Elijah
You see what’s coming and you know how it seems
You play the music that you hear in your dreams
The band is rocking like it’s nineteen-seventy-five
Young and alive
The talking man is a sycophant
The preacher man won’t tell you that
Life will teach you if you live long enough
I hope you hang around
A fever’s something that a man can catch
A mirror shows him that he’s only a wretch
But Jesus died for all of us
The lord has reconciled
Keep waiting for the angels to sing
Keep waiting for the chariot to swing
Down low like Elijah
You see what’s coming and you know how it seems
You play the music that you hear in your dreams
The band is rocking like it’s nineteen-seventy-five
Young and alive