I can’t run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
A thundercloud
And they’re going to hear from me
A thundercloud
And they’re going to hear from me
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything)
That’s how the light gets in
There is a crack, a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything)
That’s how the light gets in
Comboni Missionaries 