The John Berchman Victory Choir
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will bring you the dawn with a sweet harmony
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They always stink of sweat and last night’s beer,
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working to free the world of gravity
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They only sing about answered prayers
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and every word translates as a thank you
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that will drown out all the voices of despair
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so only heaven’s music can touch you
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Stop haunting your bed and drop all the chains of the dead
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Wake up, wake up and tie up your shoes
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It doesn’t matter what you do, what you do
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You don’t need a white beard with a throne
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to tell you to kill what you love
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There’s no justice in such a cold heart
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no doorway or lies above
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Well I love The Victory Choir,
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It’s all my heart desires
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Wake up, wake up the sky’s already blue
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It doesn’t matter what you do, what you do
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The John Berchman Victory Choir
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| American Music Club |
