Waiting on the edge of the seat I’m praying Pharoah catching up behind he’s saying I’ll never let your people go ohhhhhhh Come home Eeeeehhhhh He says he lets us run away in style We take an inch and he rams down us like a mile His denial astonishes me His lying admonished by the wrath of the sea I can see freedom on the other side of the world Upon a metal star I pray to hear the sea unfurl Come morning rays will shine down us like the plague we left behind By evening we will be chained in pain for all too die We’re crying And dying Just keep fighting Follow the morning star Across the metal sea I see our future Let our people goooooooooo Bring it down now G!
