The Style Council - Promised Land lyrics

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Brothers, sisters, one day we'll all be free From fighting; violence; people crying in the street When the angels from above Fall down and spread their wings like doves We'll walk hand in hand Sisters, brothers, we'll make it to the Promised Land You and I We'll walk the land And as one, and as one We'll take our stand When the angels from above Fall down and spread their wings like doves We'll walk hand in hand Sisters, brothers, we'll make it to the Promised Land