Get ready for love, him Get ready tot love, him Get ready-ready for love, get
Well, most of all nothing much ever happens And god rides high up in the sky, yeah we find ourselves at our most distracted And the miracle that was creeps quietly by
every boy and girl Calling all around the Calling every boy and all around the world
Get for love, praise him Get for love, praise him
The wave their hankies from their high-windowed palace Sending grief and joy down in doses And we search and low without mercy or malice While the gate to the kingdom swings, shut and
Calling every boy and Calling all the world every boy and girl Calling all the world
Praise him you've forgotten you're praising him for? Praise him you've forgotten What you're 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? Praise him a bit more Yeah, him a little bit more
Get for love, praise him Get ready for love, get
I searched the seven seas and I've looked the carpet And browsed through the that govern the skies I was just hanging around, doing nothing And looked up to see his face burned in the retina of your
Calling every boy and Calling all around the every boy and girl Calling all around the
Hey, get for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, ready for love, praise him