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I wasted my twenties in submission I thought I was outside the system I was rolling over for wealth and power As if they really cared about me The kids are just getting started They only just learned how to howl And most of them throw in the towel 'Bout the time that they turn twenty-three You've got the taste for transcendence That translates your love into action And participate in the fight now For a creed you can truly believe It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor Tonight you've got fire in your bloodstream If your frail human heart is still pumping And make this one night you'll remember A note you deliver by hand And when you get up in the morning Let no man return it to sender And pour gasoline on the embers Keep yourself a physical record SongtexteDeliver that fire to the real world And tell 'em that E Furman sent ya It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor It is time for the evening prayer Time to do justice for the poor Aus Songtexte Mania