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Well, most of all nothing much ever really And god high up in the ordinary sky, yeah Until we find at our most distracted And the miracle that was promised quietly by
every boy and girl Calling all around the every boy and girl Calling all the world
Get ready for love, him Get for love, praise him
The mighty wave hankies from their high-windowed palace Sending grief and joy down in supportable And we search high and low mercy or malice While the gate to the kingdom swings, and closes
Calling every boy and Calling all the world every boy and girl Calling all the world
him till you've forgotten What you're praising him him till you've forgotten What you're him for? Then praise him a bit more Yeah, praise him a little bit
Yeah, praise him you've forgotten What you're him for? Praise him till you've What praising him for? him a little bit more Yeah, praise him a little bit
Get ready for love, him Get for love, get ready
I searched the seas and I've looked under the carpet And browsed through the brochures govern the skies I was just hanging around, doing nothing And up to see his face burned in the retina of your eyes
Calling every boy and Calling all the world Calling boy and girl all around the world
Hey, get for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, getting ready for love, him