Jesus Give Me Back My Life 1995

A rumbling plane and distant cars
Are all that move beneath the stars
I push my windows open wide
To breathe the air, it's cool outside
I don't wanna die or anything
But Jesus, give me back my life
Give me back my life

A naked fall of thunderstorm
No television in my room
I used to drive a motor car
I used to wear a uniform
I don't wanna fight with anyone
But Jesus, oh, give me back my life
Give me back my life

All the world is getting younger
All the world is tired
All the world is getting stronger
All the world is singing songs like

Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
This is how they do it
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na

Through the water, baby cries
For innocence in dangerous times
A desert to Sebastopol
The animals are in control
I don't wanna buy a cemetery
Jesus, Jesus, give me back my life
Give me back my life

Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na

Give me back my life
Jesus, give me back my life
I wanna breathe the air
I wanna go outside
Oh, give me back my life

My room is so light
The animals are in control
The animals are in control
A desert to Sebastopol
The animals are
The animals are in control