I'm coming to see you in great distress
I have suitcases full of SOS messages
They say about you, that you make the law,
The rain, peace, and more than that
We've cried for help already
We've cried in vain each time
But because we don't have anything
We seem like we aren't worth very much
But since you're being beauty and God on earth anyway, give us
A little of your voice and your gold, sir
A little of the muscle of your leaders, sir
Maybe I could interest you in a forgotten world
There's love to sow
A little of your voice and your gold, sir
A little of the muscle of your leaders, sir
Maybe I could interest you in a new market
There's peace to reap
At worst you'll see, it seems a lot like charity
And in a better light, that there are good people where you live that deserve it
For once, just make a donation
If it's not for us, do it in the name
Of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Buy yourself a place in paradise and give us
A little of your voice and your gold, sir
A little of the muscle of your leaders, sir
Maybe I could interest you in a forgotten world
There's love to sow
A little of your voice and your gold, sir
A little of the muscle of your leaders, sir
Maybe I could interest you in a new market
There's peace to reap