Get ready for love, praise him Get ready tot love, praise him Get ready-ready for love, get ready Well, most of all nothing much ever really happens And god rides high up in the ordinary sky, yeah Until we find ourselves at our most distracted And the miracle that was promised creeps quietly by Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Get ready for love, praise him Get ready for love, praise him The mighty wave their hankies from their high-windowed palace Sending grief and joy down in supportable doses And we search high and low without mercy or malice While the gate to the kingdom swings, shut and closes Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Praise him till you've forgotten What you're praising him for? Praise him till you've forgotten What you're praising him for? Then praise him a little bit more Yeah, praise him a little bit more Yeah, praise him till you've forgotten What you're praising him for? Praise him till you've forgotten What you're praising him for? Praise him a little bit more Yeah, praise him a little bit more Get ready for love, praise him Get ready for love, get ready I searched the seven seas and I've looked under the carpet And browsed through the brochures that govern the skies Then I was just hanging around, doing nothing And looked up to see his face burned in the retina of your eyes Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Calling every boy and girl Calling all around the world Hey, get ready for love, yeah, praise him Yeah, getting ready for love, praise him © MUTE SONG; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com