I'm walkin' town and country
Shedding skin into a bu*terfly
And no one, nothing's gonna spoil my sunny day
You see, I've got a reason
To keep on believing
'Cause we all need some deliverance to cope and escape
I take my fingers, rub my eyes, I'm not awake
Around the corner, up the block and so I ran
Ready for the power of
The glorious Salvation Army band
"Swing Low Sweet Chariot"'s the opener
My knees got weak at the sight of her
Her tambourine was fighting her
When the monitor blew
I love you Sister Magazine!
I want to see you privately
I bought your meditations
At the merchandise booth
And I'd like to believe that you're singing to me
All two hundred pounds of ecstasy
From your front row fan
Of the Salvation Army band
Well your puck rock over of ol' rugged cross is
Quite dynamic
Is you album yet available in stores?
I'll bet someone of your profile
Gets quite a lot of offers
Would it bother you to get one more?
Don't you worry 'bout him
You can validate sin
And I'll provide the rosaries, cabfare, and gin
Signed your front row fan
Of the Salvation Army band