He's got a hot rod El Camino
He's playin' Hendrix on the stereo
Wearin blue jeans and high tops
He's got a .45 in the glove box
And there's a preacher on the sidewalk
And he's beatin' down on his Bible
If you ever listen to his lesson
He'll tell you how to get to heaven
Everybody needs something to believe in
Everybody's just lookin' for a better way
Searchin' through the creases
Siftin' through the tiny bits and peices
Everybody's lookin', everybody's lookin'
For something to believe in
He's got an office on the tenth floor
He's got his nameplate on the glass door
And he's been dealin' in the market
He's gonna hit it big, but he hasn't yet
There's a farmer down the dirt road
And he's prayin for the mother lode
Gotta get a rain on his dry land
To save his family from the money man
Everybody needs something to believe in
Everybody's just lookin' for a better way
Searchin' through the creases
Siftin' through the tiny bits and peices
Everybody's lookin', everybody's lookin'
For something to believe in
Well there's twenty-five on a row boat
And they're floatin' into the gold coast
Riskin' everything for one chance
At a better life in the Promised Land
Everybody needs something to believe in
Everybody's just lookin' for a better way
Searchin' through the creases
Siftin' through the tiny bits and peices
Everybody's lookin', everybody's lookin'
For something to believe in
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