Holy Ghost

Holy Ghost -John Mark McMillan
Who are we sometimes I wonder
Mercenaries or lovers
On this side of the thunder
It can be awful hard to know
Sell our love for the paycheck or
Spend the night on the freight deck
For all the dues that we collect
Our hearts can be overdrawn
Dead in the water
Like lamb to the slaughter
If the wind doesnt sing her song
And Im speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost
The geeks they can smell when youre coming
Even out in the cold
Theyll wait you out yeah
Theyll grind you down
But theyre gonna get what theyre owed
I know the red thread unravels
I know youre blue and youre black
But theres still time if you dont mind
The way that the odds are stacked
Dead in the water
Lamb to the slaughter
If the wind doesnt sing her song
And Im speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost
Dead in the water
Lamb to the slaughter
If the wind doesnt sing her song
And Im speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost
Speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost
Dead in the water
Lamb to the slaughter
If the wind doesnt sing her song
And Im speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost