He was trapped in a haircut he no longer believed in
She says "I'm a teacher here, I teach the children"
And he wondered to himself there and then
All the things he could learn from her
The great mighty wonder

I think of the names you once called me in anger
I remember the sadness In Florence Ballard's eyes
Imagine all the melancholy you could find in the arms of a stranger
Come, come all ye faithful

Seems like nothing goes right
For the world oh that we were born in
But the horizon is bright
Because yonder comes the morning in

Upstairs they're buying a stairway to heaven
And down here in the garden we're changing sticks into snakes
And the jangle of religious medals would put the fear of God into angels
Bread, bread of heaven and

Oh it looks like a shift to the right
For the world we were born in
Oh but the horizon is bright
Because yonder comes the morning in


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King James Version (Billy Bragg cover) song meanings
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