Let me take you back in time, just climb in my DeLoreanNashville '99, we stood in line and started pourin' inThat concert in the dark off Rosa Parks, that auditoriumWas church for me, yeah I believeThe first time I was born againWas Killing In The Name, Bulls On ParadeGA packed in the pitMe and all those people peoplecalled nothing but troubled kidsIf there was ever a fire in me, yeahthat's the night I got it litI knew who I was born to be whеn he saidEverybody get your hands upEvеrybody put your hands upIf you ain't perfect but you tryPut ‘em way up to the skyTouchin' heaven kinda highAin't that where we wanna go when we dieWhoa, whoa, whoaJust put your hands upEverybody put your hands upLet's take it down there, south of townI'm 22, up to no goodDressed in black, I broke the glassto take back the bag of grass they tookThat story end's against the fence right inthat dead end neighborhoodCop's told me what I told themwhen he said boyYou better put your hands upEverybody put your hands upIf you ain't perfect but you tryPut ‘em way up to the skyTouchin' heaven kinda highAin't that where we wanna go when we dieWhoa, whoa, whoaJust put your hands upEverybody put your hands upOur last stop's that little crossI came across some years agoComin' down and hidin' out back therein that ol' sinner's rowThe devil on my shoulder finally found himsomewhere else to goI never did believe in ghosts ‘til the holyone told me to throw my hands upOh Lord, I threw my hands upPut your hands upEverybody put your hands upIf you ain't perfect but you tryPut ‘em way up to the skyTouchin' heaven kinda highAin't that where we wanna go when we dieWhoa, whoa, whoaJust put your hands upEverybody put your hands up
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Let me take you back in time, just climb in my DeLorean
Nashville '99, we stood in line and started pourin' in
That concert in the dark off Rosa Parks, that auditorium
Was church for me, yeah I believe
The first time I was born again
Was Killing In The Name, Bulls On Parade
GA packed in the pit
Me and all those people people
called nothing but troubled kids
If there was ever a fire in me, yeah
that's the night I got it lit
I knew who I was born to be whеn he said
Everybody get your hands up
Evеrybody put your hands up
If you ain't perfect but you try
Put ‘em way up to the sky
Touchin' heaven kinda high
Ain't that where we wanna go when we die
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Just put your hands up
Everybody put your hands up
Let's take it down there, south of town
I'm 22, up to no good
Dressed in black, I broke the glass
to take back the bag of grass they took
That story end's against the fence right in
that dead end neighborhood
Cop's told me what I told them
when he said boy
You better put your hands up
Everybody put your hands up
If you ain't perfect but you try
Put ‘em way up to the sky
Touchin' heaven kinda high
Ain't that where we wanna go when we die
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Just put your hands up
Everybody put your hands up
Our last stop's that little cross
I came across some years ago
Comin' down and hidin' out back there
in that ol' sinner's row
The devil on my shoulder finally found him
somewhere else to go
I never did believe in ghosts ‘til the holy
one told me to throw my hands up
Oh Lord, I threw my hands up
Put your hands up
Everybody put your hands up
If you ain't perfect but you try
Put ‘em way up to the sky
Touchin' heaven kinda high
Ain't that where we wanna go when we die
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Just put your hands up
Everybody put your hands up
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