He was standing there

Gathering the flock

And getting there with no directions

And underneath the arch

It turned into a march

And there he found the spark to

Set this fucker off

He set it off

Set it off now children

Set it right

Set it off

Set it off now children

Set a fire

Suddenly a shot

Ripped into his heart

He lay in need of some attention

And there he played his card

Going into shock

The last thing that he said was

Set this fucker off

He set it off

Set it off now children

Set it right

Set it off

Set it off now children

Set a fire

Jesus at the back door

Everything is alright

ALl we need is some direction

Everytime the wind blows

Everything you don't know

Turns into a revolution

And it all adds up inside your head

Time is wasting