Ghosts of Promised Lands

one, two, one two three four

I live alone inside my mind

And everyday is the day I die

I go walking up her street, undetected in the heat

With a thousand different faces passing by

They're out there hanging posters of Jesus

And on my block they've covered every wall

Well I suppose we can all use a savior

So I told them do the whole city and save us all

There's a young kid wailin' mad on the saxophone

Someone screams, "Man, I dig the sound!"

And the girls around the corner

make your nights a little warmer

If you just let them take you down

But you gotta let'em take you down, right!

There are some men who would lead us to destruction

They' deal in dirt, and pain and misery

They talk the silver tongue, they got one hand on a gun

And they spit lies at you and me

Aww, most people 'round here ain't got no money

They got chains that rain straight to drains,

They work for somebody who answers to somebody else

And nobody even knows their name

And nobody even knows their name

aw, come on

come on

and rise up

Take somebody by the hand

aw, come on

come on

and rise up

All you ghosts of promised lands

I'm not talking about revolution, no no

I'm not trying to make demands

But I want you to know that wherever you go

You got the whole wide world in your hands

You got the whole wide world in your hands

aw,come on

come on

and rise up

Take somebody by the hand

come on

come on

and rise up

All you ghosts of promised lands

Come on (x30)