He was standing there
Gathering the flock
And getting there with no directions
And underneath the arch
It turned into a march
And there he found the spark to
Set this fucker off
He set it off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off now children
Set a fire
Suddenly a shot
Ripped into his heart
He lay in need of some attention
And there he played his card
Going into shock
The last thing that he said was
Set this fucker off
He set it off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off now children
Set a fire
Jesus at the back door
Everything is alright
ALl we need is some direction
Everytime the wind blows
Everything you don't know
Turns into a revolution
And it all adds up inside your head
Time is wasting
