Из альбома: Working Man's Café
I don't believe that God is a man with white hair
Sitting in a big chair
Judging the world and its morals
Forgiving today so we can sin again tomorrow
But I believe I need something to look up to
I believe I wanna pray but don't know what to
I'm not a born again preacher
My soul's too far gone to be saved
The world is wild and at this stage
We need a hymn for a new age
Ooh have you heard the news
Bible bashers where are the queues
A saint played a gig but he got crap reviews
The punters didn't like the product or the venue
I need something to connect to
Someone to help me through
Something I can pray to
This is my hymn for a new age
Rewrite the book on a fresh page
If I'm to find God and be saved
I need a hymn for a new age
(We need a hymn for a new age)
The invader's arrived now here comes the war
Satan keeps knocking at my door
Time has come for a new crusade
Cast out the evil before they blow the world away
We need a hymn
I believe
I need something to look up to
I believe I wanna pray but don't know what to.
We need a hymn for a new age
Rewrite the book on a fresh page
If I'm to find God and be saved
I need a hymn for a new age
We need a hymn for a new age
Each man build your own cross
For every soul that's ever been lost
Life is cheap people take it at no cost
We need a hymn for a new age