The Prophet
Ain't got no money
Ain't got no pride
But you must always trust me
For I have never lied
Just one of the people
Lost in the crowd
I can make no difference
But I am going to cry it out loud
For I'm just the lonely prophet
I join no brotherhood
I can see your future
And it's just not looking good
Never chose this occupation
And it doesn't pay that well
I was chosen from the belly
To wake you up and ring your bell
And this job has no vacations
No benefits at all
And I'm just a human crystal ball
And you never gave me honours
You never show me no respect
I'm the prophet of destruction
I don't forgive, I don't forget
You can try and lock me up
You can throw away the key
You can shoot this lonely messenger
But you can't get rid of me
For it's my mission
My job, my destiny
To look into your future
And tell you what will be
And when the time will come
You will stand there all alone
You will wonder who could tell
Who could have known?
Now that the time has come
You can almost smell the fear
The countdown has begun
Armageddon is here
The premonition has come true
The prediction is come to be
You can look for whom to blame
And aim your knives at me
So you can throw me in a ditch
You can haunt me day by day
You can stab me with your knives
But this prophet's here to stay
Ain't got no pride
But you must always trust me
For I have never lied
Just one of the people
Lost in the crowd
I can make no difference
But I am going to cry it out loud
For I'm just the lonely prophet
I join no brotherhood
I can see your future
And it's just not looking good
Never chose this occupation
And it doesn't pay that well
I was chosen from the belly
To wake you up and ring your bell
And this job has no vacations
No benefits at all
And I'm just a human crystal ball
And you never gave me honours
You never show me no respect
I'm the prophet of destruction
I don't forgive, I don't forget
You can try and lock me up
You can throw away the key
You can shoot this lonely messenger
But you can't get rid of me
For it's my mission
My job, my destiny
To look into your future
And tell you what will be
And when the time will come
You will stand there all alone
You will wonder who could tell
Who could have known?
Now that the time has come
You can almost smell the fear
The countdown has begun
Armageddon is here
The premonition has come true
The prediction is come to be
You can look for whom to blame
And aim your knives at me
So you can throw me in a ditch
You can haunt me day by day
You can stab me with your knives
But this prophet's here to stay
Credits
Writer(s): Moshe Friedel
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