When your spirit is way down low
There's only one place your soul can go
A little bit higher the good people tell you so
And if those around you are standing tall
Looking down on you like you're nothing at all
Don't you worry now they've got a long long way to fall
And there's nothing wrong with curling up into a ball
But don't you let those mother *uckers
Keep you bouncing off their crumbling walls
So if your halo is slipping down
And it's more of a noose and less of a crown
Start rejoicing boys and girls because you're less than holy now
And if our fathers won't let us sing
Unless we're part of the congregation oh come on in
Hallelujah we're gonna teach you how to sin
And there's nothing wrong with growing up into a king
But don't forget to fight the good fight
For all the good men
Well my mother said it's an eye for an eye
As the faithless saints went marching by
Some fools believe thou shalt not die
But I won't be fooled again not while I'm alive
Not while I can see
Not while I can hear
And while I can reason with my own senses
I can live with my own fear
So if life's pleasures have made you cry
Count your blessings cuz in the blink of an eye
You'll be leaving everything behind
So keep your spirits way up high
Raise a glass in both your hands until your spirit dies
Those falling angels ain't gonna teach you how to fly
And when you break those sacred promises you made
Will you be punished by a self fulfilling prophecy
That haunts you to the grave
And everybody ends up in a hole
So lets show those high and mighty mother *uckers
How to rock and roll
And when it's time to go
Everybody dance everybody sing
Everybody love everybody sin
Everybody live
Everybody dance everybody sing
Everybody love everybody sin
Everybody live
This is a war that we must win
As the faithless saints
Go marching in
Nick Corney - The Faithless Saints (Acoustic Version) Lyrics
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When your spirit is way down low
There's only one place your soul can go
A little bit higher the good people tell you so
And if those around you are standing tall
Looking down on you like you're nothing at all
Don't you worry now they've got a long long way to fall
And there's nothing wrong with curling up into a ball
But don't you let those mother *uckers
Keep you bouncing off their crumbling walls
So if your halo is slipping down
And it's more of a noose and less of a crown
Start rejoicing boys and girls because you're less than holy now
And if our fathers won't let us sing
Unless we're part of the congregation oh come on in
Hallelujah we're gonna teach you how to sin
And there's nothing wrong with growing up into a king
But don't forget to fight the good fight
For all the good men
Well my mother said it's an eye for an eye
As the faithless saints went marching by
Some fools believe thou shalt not die
But I won't be fooled again not while I'm alive
Not while I can see
Not while I can hear
And while I can reason with my own senses
I can live with my own fear
So if life's pleasures have made you cry
Count your blessings cuz in the blink of an eye
You'll be leaving everything behind
So keep your spirits way up high
Raise a glass in both your hands until your spirit dies
Those falling angels ain't gonna teach you how to fly
And when you break those sacred promises you made
Will you be punished by a self fulfilling prophecy
That haunts you to the grave
And everybody ends up in a hole
So lets show those high and mighty mother *uckers
How to rock and roll
And when it's time to go
Everybody dance everybody sing
Everybody love everybody sin
Everybody live
Everybody dance everybody sing
Everybody love everybody sin
Everybody live
This is a war that we must win
As the faithless saints
Go marching in
There's only one place your soul can go
A little bit higher the good people tell you so
And if those around you are standing tall
Looking down on you like you're nothing at all
Don't you worry now they've got a long long way to fall
And there's nothing wrong with curling up into a ball
But don't you let those mother *uckers
Keep you bouncing off their crumbling walls
So if your halo is slipping down
And it's more of a noose and less of a crown
Start rejoicing boys and girls because you're less than holy now
And if our fathers won't let us sing
Unless we're part of the congregation oh come on in
Hallelujah we're gonna teach you how to sin
And there's nothing wrong with growing up into a king
But don't forget to fight the good fight
For all the good men
Well my mother said it's an eye for an eye
As the faithless saints went marching by
Some fools believe thou shalt not die
But I won't be fooled again not while I'm alive
Not while I can see
Not while I can hear
And while I can reason with my own senses
I can live with my own fear
So if life's pleasures have made you cry
Count your blessings cuz in the blink of an eye
You'll be leaving everything behind
So keep your spirits way up high
Raise a glass in both your hands until your spirit dies
Those falling angels ain't gonna teach you how to fly
And when you break those sacred promises you made
Will you be punished by a self fulfilling prophecy
That haunts you to the grave
And everybody ends up in a hole
So lets show those high and mighty mother *uckers
How to rock and roll
And when it's time to go
Everybody dance everybody sing
Everybody love everybody sin
Everybody live
Everybody dance everybody sing
Everybody love everybody sin
Everybody live
This is a war that we must win
As the faithless saints
Go marching in
Writer: Nick Corney
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