In The Name Of The Father Lyric by Shaun Ryder

In The Name Of The Father Lyric

by Shaun Ryder

Lyric:



Hey,

You Know What I Mean?



Sellin' Him Your Religion

Say I Walking Down A Hit Song

A Booming Business

Buying, Selling Belief

Standing In The Pews

Talking Ballshit, Ballshit, Ballshit,

Ballshit, Ballshit

I Want To Know, I Want To Know,

Can You Feel The Sprit Of The Lord?



There's Nothing More Sinister

As Ministers In Dresses

Gather Round Some Nice Black People

While I Deliver This Message

Kill The Message



You Do Nothing But Socialize

And Become A Menace

Put On Your Reeboks Man

And Go Play Funky Tennis



Can I Get A Witness

I Said Can, I Get A Witness



Oh Come Oh Ye Faithful

Oh Joyful And Triumphant

Gather Around,

While I Blow My Own Trumpet



Oh Pope He Got The Nazis

To Clean Up Their Messes

He Exchanged The Gold And Paintings

He Gave Them New Addresses

Clean Up Your Messes



Hi, Hi Fuhrer

Hi, Hi Fuhrer



Oh My Fathers, Fathers, Fathers, Father

By Nature He Was Bendy

We Are The Chi Chine Tribe

And We Are Over Friendly



Can I Get A Witness

Yeah

I Said

Come On

Can, I Get A Witness



Oh Come Oh Ye Faithful

Oh Joyful And Triumphant

Gather Around Me,

While I Blow My Own Trumpet



Can I Get A Witness?



Poppycock.

For What We Are About To Receive

Would He Agree A Stately Minuet Would Be Preferable To A Rain Dance



Hey There Bothers And Sisters

Hang In There

Yeah



Oh Come Oh Ye Faithful

Oh Joyful And Triumphant

Gather Around,

While I Blow My Own Trumpet



Oh Come Oh Ye Faithful

You're So Joyful And Triumphant

Gather Around,

While I Blow My Own Trumpet



I Want To Know

I Want To Know

I Want To Know

I Want To Know

Can You Feel

I Said

Can You Feel

Can You Feel

The Spirit Of The Lord



Oh Come Oh Ye Faithful,

Oh Joyful And Triumphant,

Gather Around,

While I Blow My Own Trumpet



Can You Feel The Spirit Of The Lord?

Can You Feel The Spirit Of The Lord?