Scrimshaw
The Original Band
79: UNIVERSAL ANTIDOTE
In time, I hope that you will find,
Good news, what have you got to loose.
With your problems you can cope, the universal antidote,
Is give our creator all of your love.
A friend, whose rope's at the very end,
Survived, and headed on into life,
With renewed strength and hope, the universal antidote,
Is give our creator all of your love.
Believing that a soul
Is naturally immortal
Treasuring up your gold
All of which you stole
Your soul in dire peril
Absurd, to live without the Word.
Cold heat, He knelt down to wash their feet.
A lump appears within the throat, the universal antidote,
Is give our creator all of your love.
Uncouth, to step on the toes of truth.
Good grace, He went to prepare a place.
It's up to us to sink or float, the universal antidote,
Is give our creator all of your love.
Coveting a dream
Sweet maiden fame and fortune
Seeking self esteem
An image to adore
Deception is the master
Give our creator all of your love. (repeat in background )
The stone shall turn, the bone shall burn.
The open mouth, cannot learn.
With precious fuel, the fire is fed.
Let's rise above, let's rise above,
And give our creator all of your love.
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