The Temple (John Legend)

Roll on up, for the price is down
Come on in for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
Roll on up, for my price is down
Come on in for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
Name your price; I got everything
Come and buy, it's all going fast
Borrow cash on the finest terms
Hurry now while stocks still last

Roll on up, Jerusalem
Here it is [?]
While our temple still survives
We, at least, are still alive
Come all classes, come all creeds
I can fix your wildest dreams
Name your pleasure I will sell
I got heaven, I got hell
What you see is what you get
No one's been disappointed yet
Don't be scared, give me a try
There is nothing you can't buy

Roll on up, for the price is down
Come on in for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
Roll on up, for my price is down
Come on in for the best in town

{Alternative first verse}

Roll on up, Jerusalem
Come on in, Jerusalem
Sunday, here we go again
Live in me, Jerusalem
Here you live, Jerusalem
Here you breathe, Jerusalem
While your temple still survives
You, at least, are still alive
I got things you won't believe
Name your pleasure, I will sell
I can fix your wildest needs
I got heaven and I got hell
Roll on up, for my price is down
Come on in for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
What you see is what you get
No one's been disappointed yet
Don't be scared, give me a try
There is nothing you can't buy
Name your price, I got everything
Hurry it's going fast
Borrow cash on the finest terms
Hurry now while stocks still last

My temple should be a house of prayer
But you have made it into a den of thieves
(spoken)
Get out! Get out! Get out!

(sung)
My time is almost through
Little left to do
After all, I've tried for three years
Seems like thirty, seems like thirty

See my eyes, I can hardly see
See me stand, I can hardly walk
I believe you can make me whole
See his tongue, I can hardly talk
See my skin, I'm a mass of blood
Change my life, for I know you can
I believe you can make me well
See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man
Will you touch, will you mend me, Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me, Christ?
Will you kiss? You can cure me, Christ
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me, Christ?
See my eyes, I can hardly see
See us stand, we can hardly walk
We believe you can make us whole
See our tongues that can hardly talk
See our skin, we're a mass of blood
Change our lives, for we know you can
We believe you can make us well
You're the hope of the poor, poor man
Will you touch, will you mend me, Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me, Christ?
Will you kiss? You can cure me, Christ
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me, Christ?
See our eyes, we can hardly see
See us stand, we can hardly walk
We believe you can make us whole
See the tongues that can hardly talk
See our skin, we're a mass of blood
Change our lives, for we know you can
We believe you can make us well
You're the hope of the poor, poor man
Will you touch, will you mend me, Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me, Christ?
Will you kiss? You can cure me, Christ
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me, Christ?

See my eyes, I can hardly see
See me stand, I can hardly walk
I believe you can make me whole
See my tongue, I can hardly talk
See my skin, I'm a mass of blood
Change my life, for I know you can
We believe you can make me well
See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man
Will you touch, will you mend me, Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me, Christ?
Will you kiss? You can cure me, Christ
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me, Christ?

There's too little of me; don't touch me

Oh!
Heal yourselves!

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Credits
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Alicia Serrat
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