maybe you drive me crazy but have I told you lately when you just giggle I moan


Shut up and let the holy ghost speak
I promise you you won't be dissappointed
Annointed with oil maybe
Or just struck by greased lightning
Tell me have you had too much
Not that I can see
Truth Freedom Equality
Step up the nex rung
Too be stung up top
Priests of the feeling
Ya I'm taalking to you
We'll do it even if we have to lie down in the road
I say
Right this way