Bài hát The Land Of Plenty Báo Lỗi

"The Land Of Plenty"


Don’t really know who sent me

To raise my voice and say:

May the lights in The Land of Plenty

Shine on the truth some day.


I don’t know why I come here,

Knowing as I do,

What you really think of me,

What I really think of you.


For the millions in a prison,

That wealth has set apart –

For the Christ who has not risen,

From the caverns of the heart –


For the innermost decision,

That we cannot but obey -

For what’s left of our religion,

I lift my voice and pray:

May the lights in The Land of Plenty

Shine on the truth some day.


I know I said I’d meet you,

I’d meet you at the store,

But I can’t buy it, baby.

I can’t buy it anymore.


And I don’t really know who sent me,

To raise my voice and say:

May the lights in The Land of Plenty

Shine on the truth some day.


I don’t know why I come here,

knowing as I do,

what you really think of me,

what I really think of you.


For the innermost decision

That we cannot but obey

For what’s left of our religion

I lift my voice and pray:

May the lights in The Land of Plenty

Shine on the truth some day.