Get for love, praise him Get ready tot love, him Get for love, get ready
Well, most of all nothing ever really happens And god high up in the ordinary sky, yeah Until we find at our most distracted And the miracle that was creeps quietly by
Calling boy and girl all around the world Calling boy and girl Calling all the world
Get ready for love, 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, shut and
every boy and girl Calling all the world Calling every boy and Calling all around the
Praise him till forgotten What you're him for? Praise him till you've you're praising him for? Then him a little bit more Yeah, praise him a bit more
Yeah, praise him till you've you're praising him for? Praise him till forgotten What you're praising him Praise him a bit more 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 under the And browsed through the brochures that govern the Then I was just around, doing nothing And looked up to see his face burned in the retina of your
Calling every boy and Calling all the world Calling every boy and all around the world
Hey, get for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, getting for love, praise him