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