As the sun rose up over the sea Everyone was singing in a minor key Buddhists, Hindus, Jews and priests Gathered around for the jubilee Two old ladies still waiting on a sign Growing bitter with age like a yellowtail wine Shouting at the junkies in the court street light Do the next right thing or the next thing right Oh, you're a long way from home It may sing Oh, people need a miracle To do the next right thing Head heaping voices and a choir of preachers Hey diddle diddle now the fiddle screeches Loaning up the stairs and rolling in bed She been talking to God since 2am Saying I don't wanna go, I don't wanna die But a sister's gotta save her seat in the sky You can judge me, grade me, shed some light Do the next right thing or the next thing right Oh, you're a long way from home It may sing Oh, people need a miracle To do the next right thing Oh, you're a long way from home It may sing Oh, people need a miracle To do the next right thing *