Kim Richey
No Judges
Rise to the rhythm, rise to the callCome face the music, or be nowhere at allGo down to the river, no need to fearYour trials can be over, there are no judges hereThere are no judges hereSomewhere east of EdenLet there be no doubtNo flaming swords of cherubimTo keep you outRise to the rhythm, rise to the callCome face the music, or be nowhere at allGo down to the river, no need to fearYour trials can be over, there are no judges hereThere are no judges hereCome on back to CamptownCelebrate the newsNo need for a clamp-downOnce you've paid your duesRise to the rhythm, rise to the callCome face the music, or be nowhere at allGo down to the river, no need to fearYour trials can be over, there are no judges hereThere are no judges hereThere are no judges here
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