Something To Believe In Lyrics
| Song | Something To Believe In |
| Artist | Poison |
| Album | Seven Days Live |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Will i see him on the tv | |
| Preachin' 'bout the promised land | |
| He tells me to believe in jesus | |
| And steals the money from my hand | |
| Some say he was a good man | |
| But lord i think he sinned, yeah | |
| Twenty-two years of mental tears | |
| Cries a suicidal vietnam vet | |
| Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore | |
| To find his country didn't want him back | |
| Their bullets took his best friend in saigon | |
| Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets | |
| In a time i don't remember | |
| In a war he can't forget | |
| He cried "forgive me for what i've done there | |
| Cause i never meant the things i did" | |
| Chorus: | |
| And give me something to believe in | |
| If there's a lord above | |
| And give me something to believe in | |
| Oh, lord arise | |
| My best friend died a lonely man | |
| In some palm springs hotel room | |
| I got the call last christmas eve | |
| And they told me the news | |
| I tried all night not to break down and cry | |
| As the tears rolled down my face | |
| I felt so cold and empty | |
| Like a lost soul out of place | |
| And the mirror, mirror on the wall | |
| Sees my smile it fades again | |
| Chorus | |
| Sometimes i wish to god i didn't know now | |
| The things i didn't know then | |
| Road you gotta take me home | |
| Solo | |
| I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street | |
| Like bodies in an open grave | |
| Underneath the broken old neon sign | |
| That used to read jesus saves | |
| A mile away live the rich folks | |
| And i see how they're living it up | |
| While the poor they eat from hand to mouth | |
| The rich is drinkin' from a golden cup | |
| And it just makes me wonder | |
| Why so many lose, so few win | |
| Chorus | |
| You take the high road | |
| And i'll take the low road | |
| Sometimes i wish to god i didn't know now | |
| The things i didn't know then | |
| And give me something to believe in |
| Will i see him on the tv | |
| Preachin' ' bout the promised land | |
| He tells me to believe in jesus | |
| And steals the money from my hand | |
| Some say he was a good man | |
| But lord i think he sinned, yeah | |
| Twentytwo years of mental tears | |
| Cries a suicidal vietnam vet | |
| Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore | |
| To find his country didn' t want him back | |
| Their bullets took his best friend in saigon | |
| Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets | |
| In a time i don' t remember | |
| In a war he can' t forget | |
| He cried " forgive me for what i' ve done there | |
| Cause i never meant the things i did" | |
| Chorus: | |
| And give me something to believe in | |
| If there' s a lord above | |
| And give me something to believe in | |
| Oh, lord arise | |
| My best friend died a lonely man | |
| In some palm springs hotel room | |
| I got the call last christmas eve | |
| And they told me the news | |
| I tried all night not to break down and cry | |
| As the tears rolled down my face | |
| I felt so cold and empty | |
| Like a lost soul out of place | |
| And the mirror, mirror on the wall | |
| Sees my smile it fades again | |
| Chorus | |
| Sometimes i wish to god i didn' t know now | |
| The things i didn' t know then | |
| Road you gotta take me home | |
| Solo | |
| I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street | |
| Like bodies in an open grave | |
| Underneath the broken old neon sign | |
| That used to read jesus saves | |
| A mile away live the rich folks | |
| And i see how they' re living it up | |
| While the poor they eat from hand to mouth | |
| The rich is drinkin' from a golden cup | |
| And it just makes me wonder | |
| Why so many lose, so few win | |
| Chorus | |
| You take the high road | |
| And i' ll take the low road | |
| Sometimes i wish to god i didn' t know now | |
| The things i didn' t know then | |
| And give me something to believe in |
| Will i see him on the tv | |
| Preachin' ' bout the promised land | |
| He tells me to believe in jesus | |
| And steals the money from my hand | |
| Some say he was a good man | |
| But lord i think he sinned, yeah | |
| Twentytwo years of mental tears | |
| Cries a suicidal vietnam vet | |
| Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore | |
| To find his country didn' t want him back | |
| Their bullets took his best friend in saigon | |
| Our lawyers took his wife and kids, no regrets | |
| In a time i don' t remember | |
| In a war he can' t forget | |
| He cried " forgive me for what i' ve done there | |
| Cause i never meant the things i did" | |
| Chorus: | |
| And give me something to believe in | |
| If there' s a lord above | |
| And give me something to believe in | |
| Oh, lord arise | |
| My best friend died a lonely man | |
| In some palm springs hotel room | |
| I got the call last christmas eve | |
| And they told me the news | |
| I tried all night not to break down and cry | |
| As the tears rolled down my face | |
| I felt so cold and empty | |
| Like a lost soul out of place | |
| And the mirror, mirror on the wall | |
| Sees my smile it fades again | |
| Chorus | |
| Sometimes i wish to god i didn' t know now | |
| The things i didn' t know then | |
| Road you gotta take me home | |
| Solo | |
| I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold dark street | |
| Like bodies in an open grave | |
| Underneath the broken old neon sign | |
| That used to read jesus saves | |
| A mile away live the rich folks | |
| And i see how they' re living it up | |
| While the poor they eat from hand to mouth | |
| The rich is drinkin' from a golden cup | |
| And it just makes me wonder | |
| Why so many lose, so few win | |
| Chorus | |
| You take the high road | |
| And i' ll take the low road | |
| Sometimes i wish to god i didn' t know now | |
| The things i didn' t know then | |
| And give me something to believe in |
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