(+) Realistic Comfort
Reverence
by Faithless
album: Reverence (1997)
Watch me ride...
Take my words and the bass,
Taste, and then swallow me,
I’m chasing the devil
Cos you're level if you follow me
For quality, and I make no apology
For linking my thinking with computer technology.
Cos this is like a modern day hymn
For the new church,
I search for the truth,
I've got a hole in my tooth,
I'm Uncouth, yes sir,
I'm from the street university
Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.
And I will find the easy way out of a hard time
Petty crime sometime,
But now I'm inclined to find
a fresh direction,
check out the funky section.
Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,
A comfort coming straight from my heart,
I'm not a mystic, my views are realistic, simplistic,
One special brew I get pissed quick,
And get sick so I don't do it no more,
I won't find peace of mind
Rolling around on the floor.
The point I want to make,
Is you can never escape from your fate,
The mistake is to take without givin’,
From within,
You know how I'm living,
I'm cool, I'm looking after myself,
And I could never place wealth before my spirit,
I feel it's unhealthy,
The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy
'Till you get bold, rush the gold,
And before you're much older,
You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya,
Competition starts sweating ya,
Gold-diggers setting you up,
Soon be forgetting your existence,
Do you need a for instance,
I have to admire your persistence
In sticking to a game plan,
That brings you pain man,
And at the end of the day nothing is gained,
So listen to the voice within,
I'll see ya later,
Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.
Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on
Until you realise the space behind your eyes
Is filling up with something like peace
As your thoughts cease and
Pleasure grows in your soul.
I ain't a Christian, sometimes
I feel like dissing em, but listen
I'm just trying to tell ya what I know
If you would once relax, chill to the max
These words on wax will cause sweet bells
To ring in your soul.
If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why
Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash
Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man
Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational,
Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet
And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself
The lord is in here. His voice is small.
You keep lying and trying,
Denying the call from inside
You can't hide responsibility
So decide from today just how it's going to be,
Thou shalt have no other god but me,
He can set you free see,
But you have to listen,
And who's that false idol
I see you kissing?
Money, success and untold wealth, good health
And all you have to do is love yourself.
It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack,
So just chill
And get off the racetrack
And take a pace back, face facts,
It's your decision,
You don't need eyes to see,
You need vision,
Continue to view the lord as being separated
And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated,
For many centuries, I'm on a mission,
These facts in my rap,
I don't sing,
But I want to share the peace that they bring,
My name is G.O.D.
The Grand Oral Disseminator
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