Deares God. I know you move in mysterious ways, but this is one for the books. I’m frightened. Everything I’ve devoted my life to is falling apart. Please give me a sign so that I might have clarity and peace. I know my struggles pale in comparison to those who have come before me. SAINT ANTONY GOT VISIONS IN THE DESERT. SAINT JOAN GOT VOICES IN HER HEAD. SAINT IGNATIUS GOT BEATEN, THEN PARTIALLY EATEN, THEN HUNG BY THE FEET UNTIL DEAD. SAINT STEPHEN GOT STONED, AND SAINT FRANCIS, DISOWNED - ALL GOT TESTED, AND PASSED, AS IT WERE. AND LIKE IT OR NOT, JUST LOOK WHAT I GOT - HER. AND NOT JUST HER... I GOT DISCO PIPED INTO THE CLOISTER. I GOT GLITTER WHEREVER YOU GAZE. I GOT CELIBATE NUNS OUT THERE SHAKING THEIR BUNS, SHRIEKING YOU AND YOUR SON’S HOLY PRAISE. I GOT ALTAR BOYS PRANCING IN SILVER LAMÉ! REQUIEM MASS WITH A STROBE LIGHT DISPLAY! LORD, IF YOU’RE TESTING MY FAITH, MAY I SAY - IT’S NOT FAIR! WITH EVERYTHING I GOT, I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER. NO, I GOT FOG MACHINES CLOUDING THE ALTAR. AND A MIRRORBALL OVER THE APSE. I GOT HALF OF A FLOK DRESSED TO UTTERLY SHOCK, AND THE REST WEARING MOONBOOTS, OR CHAPS. I GOT BIKES AND ADDICTS AND PUNKS IN THE PEWS, SEVERAL TRANSVESTITES, A HANDFUL OF JEWS. LORD, CAN YOU BLAME ME AT ALL IF I CHOOSE TO DESPAIR? I MEAN, HOW COULD I NOT? I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER. I THOUGHT I’D GET A GLIMPSE OF GLORY. I THOUGHT I’D GET A TASTE OF GRACE. I THOUGHT I’D GET TO BRING YOUR KINGDOM CLOSER TO EARTH. I THOUGHT I’D GET TO MAKE THIS FALLEN WORLD A FINER GENTLER PLACE... A HAVEN FOR THE SOUL... MORE SAFE, MORE PURE, MORE WHOLE...! BUT NO...! I GOT PRIESTS DOING MOVES LIKE TRAVOLTA! A COMMUNION THAT’S SOMEHOW RISQUÉ! PEOPLE FLAILING THEIR LIMBS GETTING DOWN TO THE HYMNS WHILE YOUR SANCTITY DIMS DAY BY DAY. AND I DON’T HAVE A CLUE WHAT TO DO EXCEPT GRIEVE, DON’T KNOW IN WHAT OR IN WHO TO BELIEVE, DON’T REALLY KNOW IF IT’S TRUE THAT YOU’RE EVEN STILL THERE... SO TELL ME, ARE YOU THERE? TELL ME, DO YOU CARE? LORD, IF YOU ARE NEAR - IF I CAN GET YOUR EAR - I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE! PLEASE MAKE HER DISAPPEAR...! (pause) TOO LATE FOR THAT, I FEAR. YOU’VE MADE YOUR ANSWER CLEAR... I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER, AND NEVER HAD A PRAYER. I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER.
mitochondria cell about 0:13. The first three bum-bums happen, “Saint” comes on the pick-up before the fourth. “Anthony” should start right on the piano at 0:14
This is so much more useful for rehearsing on my own... Thanks so much for this!
Eloise the Geek Warrior thank you!!
A trillion thank you's for posting this! What an excellent track......and what a joy to find when I needed a track for this ASAP ! Big hug for you!
Grazie per questa base introvabile! é perfetta!!
Thank you!!! Very helpful
Deares God. I know you move in mysterious ways, but this is one for the books. I’m frightened. Everything I’ve devoted my life to is falling apart.
Please give me a sign so that I might have clarity and peace. I know my struggles pale in comparison to those who have come before me.
SAINT ANTONY GOT VISIONS IN THE DESERT.
SAINT JOAN GOT VOICES IN HER HEAD.
SAINT IGNATIUS GOT BEATEN,
THEN PARTIALLY EATEN,
THEN HUNG BY THE FEET UNTIL DEAD.
SAINT STEPHEN GOT STONED,
AND SAINT FRANCIS, DISOWNED -
ALL GOT TESTED, AND PASSED, AS IT WERE.
AND LIKE IT OR NOT,
JUST LOOK WHAT I GOT -
HER.
AND NOT JUST HER...
I GOT DISCO PIPED INTO THE CLOISTER.
I GOT GLITTER WHEREVER YOU GAZE.
I GOT CELIBATE NUNS
OUT THERE SHAKING THEIR BUNS,
SHRIEKING YOU AND YOUR SON’S HOLY PRAISE.
I GOT ALTAR BOYS PRANCING IN SILVER LAMÉ!
REQUIEM MASS WITH A STROBE LIGHT DISPLAY!
LORD, IF YOU’RE TESTING MY FAITH, MAY I SAY - IT’S NOT FAIR!
WITH EVERYTHING I GOT,
I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER.
NO,
I GOT FOG MACHINES CLOUDING THE ALTAR.
AND A MIRRORBALL OVER THE APSE.
I GOT HALF OF A FLOK
DRESSED TO UTTERLY SHOCK,
AND THE REST WEARING MOONBOOTS, OR CHAPS.
I GOT BIKES AND ADDICTS AND PUNKS IN THE PEWS,
SEVERAL TRANSVESTITES, A HANDFUL OF JEWS.
LORD, CAN YOU BLAME ME AT ALL IF I CHOOSE TO DESPAIR?
I MEAN, HOW COULD I NOT?
I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER.
I THOUGHT I’D GET A GLIMPSE OF GLORY.
I THOUGHT I’D GET A TASTE OF GRACE.
I THOUGHT I’D GET TO BRING YOUR KINGDOM CLOSER TO EARTH.
I THOUGHT I’D GET TO MAKE THIS FALLEN WORLD
A FINER GENTLER PLACE...
A HAVEN FOR THE SOUL...
MORE SAFE, MORE PURE, MORE WHOLE...!
BUT NO...!
I GOT PRIESTS DOING MOVES LIKE TRAVOLTA!
A COMMUNION THAT’S SOMEHOW RISQUÉ!
PEOPLE FLAILING THEIR LIMBS
GETTING DOWN TO THE HYMNS
WHILE YOUR SANCTITY DIMS DAY BY DAY.
AND I DON’T HAVE A CLUE WHAT TO DO EXCEPT GRIEVE,
DON’T KNOW IN WHAT OR IN WHO TO BELIEVE,
DON’T REALLY KNOW IF IT’S TRUE THAT YOU’RE EVEN STILL THERE...
SO TELL ME, ARE YOU THERE?
TELL ME, DO YOU CARE?
LORD, IF YOU ARE NEAR -
IF I CAN GET YOUR EAR -
I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE!
PLEASE MAKE HER DISAPPEAR...!
(pause)
TOO LATE FOR THAT, I FEAR.
YOU’VE MADE YOUR ANSWER CLEAR...
I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER,
AND NEVER HAD A PRAYER.
I HAVEN’T GOT A PRAYER.
Does anyone know when the singing comes in? Please let me know!
mitochondria cell about 0:13. The first three bum-bums happen, “Saint” comes on the pick-up before the fourth. “Anthony” should start right on the piano at 0:14