Текст песни
Last car to train
Burning from the rage
Manhattan makes and Brooklyn takes
A lonely desert eagle
Waiting for his prey
To blow another sucker away
On your feet or on your knees
In the presence of a new god
Let me see you raise your hands
In the presence of a new god
The priests love the little boys
Playing with their toys
Now they've both got a story to sell
Man, there's too much understanding
From cowards on the run
I can serve in heaven
'Cause I reigned in hell
On your feet or on your knees
In the presence of a new god
Let me see you raise your hands
In the presence of a new god
Lock and load
On your feet or on your knees
In the presence of a new god
Let me see you raise your hands
In the presence of a new god
Let me see you raise your hands
Recognize, baby, recognize