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The minister has fleeced the congregation and the junkie faithful want, their money back there were rumors in the rectory that all they had was lost I don't mind waiting 'till you find your man Across town the rented store front, needing and broken shaky coffee hands were outside smokin' on the sidewalks killing time between sleep and getting high I don't mind waiting 'till you find your drugs The sentence was his crime against his nation and the junkie faithful asked, what have you done? I was called to be lucky, not to be dumb don't wanna be busy when my calling comes I don't mind waiting 'till you find your man I don't mind waiting 'till you find your drugs I don't mind waiting 'till... you find your God Aus Songtexte Mania