CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : A Soapbox Opera - Live at Pavillon de Paris/1979

We must not stand still
For the night is coming
Every man, every woman and child
Everybody help me

I hear only what I want to hear
But I have to believe in something
Have to believe just one thing

I said, Father Washington, you're all mixed up
Collecting sinners in an old tin cup
Spare a listen for a restless fool
There's something missing when I read your rules

Well hey there, you tell me you're a holy man
But although I am just a beginner
I don't see you as a winner

I said, Sister Robinson, you're all washed up
Collecting teardrops in a paper cup
If I could tell you what you need to know
If I could help you to get on with the show

But Reverend Ebenezer, there's a storm in my head
Makes me believe what you said just wasn't true
So what am I to do?
(Well, what is he to do?)
Oh, what is there to do?
Whoa, whoa, whoa