Praga Khan - Lord, Lord, Lord lyrics

Lord, lord, lord Help me find a righteous soul Yes, lord, lord, lord 'Cause I'm way out of control I ask you lord, lord, lord Help me find a righteous soul We change the colour of our skin 'Cause none of us are free from sin Belief is not our sunday best You put us sinners to the test Our world is one big toxic site Where unbelief and fear abide We fight, we swear, we lie, we cheat We just don't care, we're filled with greed Lord, lord, lord I am digging my own grave Yes, lord, lord, lord I'm a sinner, I'm depraved I tell you lord, lord, lord I keep digging my own grave Our guilt becomes our cross to bear But yet it seems nobody cares We are a thorn stuck in your head Fighting for our daily bread T he moral code that holds us fast Gets broken daily, and surpa**ed We gamble, swindle and betray We live in total disarray