Sinéad O'Connor — Take Off Your Shoes lyrics

Lyrics

I plead the blood of Jesus over you
I plead the blood of Jesus over you
And over every fucking thing you do Seven times I plead the blood of Jesus over you
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Even you can’t lie when I’m around
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Behold, on the last lamplight
At the very end of your street
I’m whispering something
«Come closer to me, come closer to me»
I say you’re running out of battery
You’re running out of battery
And I don’t see no burnt knees
Around here
If you believed at all in your breviary
If you believed just even in the ghost of me You wouldn’t now be so surprised to see me In vanity you took the name of me You brought me into infamy
And now you’re so surprised to see me And now you’re so surprised to see me Behold, on the last lamplight
At the very end of your street
I’m whispering something
«Come closer to me, come closer to me.»
I say you’re running out of battery
You’re running out of battery
And I don’t see no burnt knees
Around here
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Even you can’t lie when I’m around
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground
Even you can’t lie when I’m around
Take off your shoes — you’re on hallowed ground