On the Road - Jerusalem

Ditches, ditches all around

Keep your feet on the road if you wanna be sound

Fall in one, say goodbye;

religion leaves you there to die

Road

I’m on the road

I’m on the road

I’m on the road

Need to see some truth in us, not perfection

But we must present a God with much to say

Not building churches, to hide and pray

Be in the world, but not it’s slave

They look close — how you behave

Don’t fake the picture of the King

We gotta be real, means everything

Road

I’m on the road

I’m on the road

I’m on the road

Say you’re here

Say all you want is…

Stay right here

Walk the road, yeah

Go to God if you want the original

The devil is a copy-machine

After in art, and after in music

Religious thinking, looking stupid

It’s in our minds when we create

Why do we have to be late?

Ask from God his inspiration

Check my words, it’s a sensation

Road

I’m on the road

I’m on the road

I’m on the road

Say you’re here

Say all you want is…

Stay right here

Walk the road, yeah

Road

I’m on the road

(etc.)