When I see him on the TV I preach about the promised lands He tells me to believe in Jesus and steals the money from my hands Some say he was a good man, but Lord I think he's still a dead man Twenty-two years of mental tears, a class of suicidal Vietnamese Provided news and war on a foreign show, the finest country didn't want him back The bullets took his best friend to Saigon, bullets took his wife, his kids, no regrets In a time I don't remember, and a war he came for me He cried forgive me for what I done there, cause I never meant the things I did Give me something to believe in, if there's a Lord above me Give me something to believe in, I said Lord of Rice My best friend died a lonely man, so Palm Springs Hotel I got the call last Christmas evening, I told me the news I tried all night not to break down and cry, as the tears were down my face God it's tears of gold here, and so lonely in this place Mirror, mirror on the wall, see the smiling face of the King Give me something to believe in, I said Lord of Rice Sometimes I wish to God I didn't know now, the things I didn't know then Road to God or to your home, come on . . . Drifting by, homeless sleeping on a cold black street That Bible saying that no more to breathe Underneath the broken old neon sign, he used to read Jesus' name I'm on my way to the rich folk, well I see how they're living it up While the poor man eats from hand to mouth, rich drinking from a golden jug It just makes me wonder, so many news, so few to read Give me something to believe in, I said Lord of Rice Give me something to believe in, I said, I said sweet Jesus Give me something to believe in, I said, I said sweet Jesus Sometimes I wish to God I didn't know now, the things I didn't know then . . . And give me something, Lord I said something Lord I said won't you, won't you give me something to believe in