Had my congregation, had my flock When I was a shepherd of men Chased the wild goose, chased the pot of gold Chased the rainbows end How can a poor boy deliver this message to you? How can a poor boy? You don't believe anything that's true Had my rise, had my downfall Now I'm gonna rise up again Had my degrees, my initiations Not speaking to the profane How can a poor boy get this message to you? How can a poor boy when you don't believe a thing that's true? I've been anointed, been appointed Even been magnified Spied a chapel all of gold The priest was laying down with the swine How can a poor boy get a little message to you? How can a poor boy when you don't believe anything is true? How can a poor boy get this message through to you? How can a poor boy when you don't believe a single thing is true? Watch the illusion of false security Play of the shadows that move Tell me what evil lurks in the hearts of men Only the shadow knows How can a poor boy get this message to you? How can a poor boy when you don't believe a thing that's true, for you When you don't believe a thing, nothing that's true for you How can a poor boy ever get next to you?
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