Texty: Newsboys. Take Me To Your Leader.

Isabelle is a belly dancer with a kleptomaniac?s restraint
Tried stealing Eleanor?s hand basket, made a fast getaway but McQueen she ain?t
At the courtroom, Joshua judges her ruthlessly on account of Ruth walkin? out on him
In the big house, Isabelle is a tellin? all to the chaplain who?s become her friend
She said
I don?t know why you care,
I don?t know what?s out there
I don?t know where or how
Just take me to your leader now
Take me to your leader now
Justin is adjustin? to the odor from Theodore?s evergreen incense
But aroma therapy don?t make him any younger than Oliver?s All-Liver Supplements
His late mate Merrilee merrily said immortality can?t be bought in a jar
This just in: Justin?s had a enough of cure alls, gonna quiz the neighbor kid with the fish on his car
He said
I don?t know why you care,
I don?t know what?s out there
I don?t know how it?s done
Just take me to your leader, son
I see you got the joy
I?ve seen you live it boy,
It?s real, it?s free, it?s fun
So, take me to your leader, son
Take me to your leader, son

They don?t know why we care,
They don?t know what?s out there
They don?t know how it?s done
Let?s take ?em to our Leader?s Son
They see we?ve got the joy
They see us live it, Oy
It?s real, it?s free, it?s fun
Let?s take ?em to our Leader?s Son
They don?t know why we care,
They don?t know what?s out there
They don?t know how it?s done
Let?s take ?em to our leader?s Son
They see we?ve got the joy
They see us live it, Oy
It?s real, it?s free, it?s fun
Let?s take ?em to our Leader?s Son
take ?em to our Leader?s Son
take ?em to our Leader?s Son


(Thanks to Lori for these lyrics)