Текст песни Tabernacle Song

We've almost got job security,

At least there's a roof over our heads.

There are beds in our rooms,

And warm plates of food

Waiting to be had.

We're not asking

If they want anything,

But we'll take

What you can give.

I can honestly say

At this point in my life,

I'm grateful for what I get.

So hey,

Why am I trying to escape,

When everything I need is right here

At home?

I read that every good sermon

It starts with a story

To reel the audience in.

But I've got no life experience,

Just this terrible fear

That I'll captivate anything.

If I really have your attention

I'm desperate for the affection

Of a full capacity room.

As sweat seeps from my pores

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And don't want it anymore.

So hey,

Why am I trying to escape,

When everything I need is right here?

But the neighbors just called

You didn't make it that far.

They saw ya picking flowers

From their yard.

Well hip, hip, hooray

What a wonderful escape.

And the way that I see

I see nothing at all,

I'm blindfolded in the backseat

Of a car.

Just drop me somewhere,

I can't retrace my steps.

Can I come back yet

To the only place

That clears my head?

To my home.

Yes, I learned my lesson,

But I'll always be restless,

I can assure you of that.

Even in the kingdom of heaven

I'll be asking the question,

"What's it like in hell"?