Texty: Sinead O'Connor. Throw Down Your Arms. He Prayed.

Birds have their quiet nest
Foxes in their own hole
Man of a peaceful rest
He have nowhere to lie his head

He prayed
Yes, he prayed
He prayed
Yes, he prayed

You got to believe me that he prayed
You got to hear what I say he prayed

For I am you
For I am you
For I am you
You
For I am you

You got to believe me that he prayed
You got to hear what I say he prayed

For I am you
You
For I am you
For I am you
You
For I am you
For I am you
Yes, he prayed
He prayed
Yes, he prayed
He prayed
Yes, he prayed
You got to believe me that he prayed