The Housemartins — Get Up Off Our Knees lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Get Up Off Our Knees" by The Housemartins.

Lyrics

Famines will be famines, banquets will be banquets
Some spend winter in a palace, some spend it in blankets
DonЂ™t wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
DonЂ™t shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today
Time to end the praying
Listen what theyЂ™re saying
Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your fingerЂ™s sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
Paupers will be paupers, bankers will be bankers
Some own pennies in a jar, some own oil tankers
What may sound like tomorrow could be ours today
ThereЂ™s no more need for sorrow if we get off our knees to pray
Time to end the praying
Listen what theyЂ™re saying
Get up off your knees
You can wag your finger till your fingerЂ™s sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
Countries will be countries, borders will be borders
Some have lost their folks at war, some have give orders
DonЂ™t wag your fingers at them and turn to walk away
DonЂ™t shoot someone tomorrow that you can shoot today
Time to end the praying
Listen what theyЂ™re saying