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