Eron Falbo - I Want It All lyrics

I want priests to become so unholy, That they'd never dare preach to themselves. I want kids to know Gods from the stories, Outside books in the outdated shelves. I want drunkards to give up their drinking, For a taste of my pitcher of wine. I want to take away your daughter's virginity, So that you'll never forsake your wife. I want it all, From barbarians to greeks, I want it all. For the timid mute will speak. Like underwater mountain peaks, He seeks it all. I want Hitler to cry in a funeral, Whose inheritance would pay all his debts. I want Jesus to drown in that water, So that you can be the saviour instead. I want warriors to learn how to run, And be proud of the battle not fought. I want the pope down in Nouveau Orleans, Digging the blues and all that he should have not. I want it all, So return his golden wings. I want it all. For the devil spawns will sing, To forgive their holy angel king, our link to it all. Now, of the universe, we do know quite a bit. It is we who are spinning 'round the sun. And the earth she's a sphere in an orbit, And she couldn't even if she tried to run. But the telescope has told us to measure, What the microscope begins to explain. I want rivers drifting off from our deserts, Only to bathe them again with the rain. I want it all, For the gambling man will win. I want it all. And the preacher has to sin, To keep more for his kin. No, he can't win, for he's chosen just a bit. In his mountain he will sit, Like the holy humble hypocrite, I want it all.