Faith In The City - Live at Le Bataclan

I got a job in the city

There's no god in the city

Uncle Noel's got cancer in his brain
Uncle Noel's got cancer in his lungs and his brain
I thought it would tear that man apart
Luckily, uncle Noel's got Jesus in his heart

I'm an Aquarius
Pull pull tow-cat
Praise the lord

Praise the lord (Praise the lord)
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There's no job in the city

Mike lost 116 months
Allegedly all because of Benedictine monks
But he couldn't help him find a job
Luckily Mikey found himself at peace with god

I'm evangelical
Aus fa chaus fai

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Credits
Writer(s): Lee Kiernan, Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis, Joseph Talbot, Mark Bowen
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