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I spent some time around someone who was rich for the first time in my life and I found it hard. I resented them and so I wrote the song kind of angry at them for being rich and having money. My response was angry and rebellious. “There is no sin in being poor”. Hear the call to prayer.
Juju
Wind’s crawling through
Winter wants some warming
I feel like a thief
Looking for religion
In an unknown city
Makes breathing so God damn heavy
If one is hurt
The other will shortly follow
Spirit is injured first
And money your friends will borrow
Dying we’re told is easy
So why is living so God damn hard?
I cried Mercy
They gave me Hallelujah
I cried Mercy
They gave me Hallelujah
You can be the skeleton or the meat
Behind there’ll be your enemies
Better than the key, to your creed
Is the cold affection of the sun
Sweat, blood and water!
Sweat, blood and water!
I feel like money, look like money
Sin in being poor, no sin in poor
Sin in being poor, no sin in poor
Sweat, blood and water!
Sweat, blood and water!
I feel like money, look like money
Sin in being poor, no sin in poor
Sin in being poor, no sin in poor
Song of ‘the shirt’ is “work, work, work”
Song of ‘the shirt’ is “work, work”
Song of ‘the shirt’ is “work, work, work”
I cried Mercy
They gave me Hallelujah
I cried Mercy
They gave me Hallelujah
I cried Mercy
They gave me Hallelujah
I cried Mercy
They gave me Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah