Down from the mountain out walking the flood

I see the future in this setting sun

Unfolded gardens uncover the earth as it was

Filled with canteens and tear gas

From this last voyage of us Ain't no gentlemen here hiding wings

The devil himself would be puzzled to give

Any reasons to sink his fingers in

All this voodoo and black magic

Doing the work that was his With battle songs filling their lungs

Move them out, down under the sun

Give them tears for cherry red blood

Stack them old, we cradle them young

World is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love Split this ocean set these sails

It's down to the seabed, we dazzle and fail

Hereafter's bringing more funerals than fairs

And it's a book of blank maps

That we're using to get us there To the hilltops my daughter, my son

The rescue's too little to cover the slums

Cross the river deeper than it ever was

There's a pause in the evening

When prayers are supposed to be done With battle songs filling their lungs

Move them out down under the sun

Give them tears for cherry red blood

Stack them old, we cradle them young

World is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love Glory, glory hallelujah, be warned

God is still marching, still raising his sword

Board these windows and guard your stretch of floor

Something sinister's got you

The minute you open the door Battle songs filling their lungs

Move them out, down under the sun

Give them tears for cherry red blood

Stack them old, we cradle them young

This world is crazy or maybe just holy rollers for love This world is crazy or maybe she's holy rollers for love

This world is crazy and making us holy rollers for love