Get for love, praise him Get ready tot love, him Get for love, get ready
Well, most of all much ever really happens And god rides up in the ordinary sky, yeah Until we find ourselves at our distracted And the miracle was promised creeps quietly by
every boy and girl Calling all the world Calling every boy and Calling all the world
Get for love, praise him Get ready for love, him
The mighty wave their hankies from high-windowed palace Sending grief and joy down in supportable And we search high and low without or malice While the gate to the kingdom swings, and closes
every boy and girl Calling all the world Calling boy and girl Calling all around the
Praise him till forgotten What you're praising him him till you've forgotten What praising him for? Then praise him a bit more Yeah, praise him a bit more
Yeah, praise him till forgotten What praising him for? Praise him till you've What praising him for? him a little bit more Yeah, him a little bit more
Get for love, praise him Get ready for love, get
I searched the seas and I've looked under the carpet And browsed through the brochures that the skies Then I was just hanging around, doing And looked up to see his face in the retina of your eyes
Calling boy and girl all around the world Calling every boy and Calling all the world
Hey, get for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, getting ready for love, him