I Want It All

I want priests to become so unholy,

That they'd never dare preach to themselves.

I want kids to know Gods from the stories,

Outside books in the outdated shelves.

I want drunkards to give up their drinking,

For a taste of my pitcher of wine.

I want to take away your daughter's virginity,

So that you'll never forsake your wife.I want it all,

From barbarians to greeks,

I want it all.

For the timid mute will speak.

Like underwater mountain peaks,

He seeks it all.I want Hitler to cry in a funeral,

Whose inheritance would pay all his debts.

I want Jesus to drown in that water,

So that you can be the saviour instead.I want warriors to learn how to run,

And be proud of the battle not fought.

I want the pope down in Nouveau Orleans,

Digging the blues and all that he should have not.I want it all,

So return his golden wings.

I want it all.

For the devil spawns will sing,

To forgive their holy angel king,

our link to it all.Now, of the universe, we do know quite a bit.

It is we who are spinning 'round the sun.

And the earth she's a sphere in an orbit,

And she couldn't even if she tried to run.But the telescope has told us to measure,

What the microscope begins to explain.

I want rivers drifting off from our deserts,

Only to bathe them again with the rain.I want it all,

For the gambling man will win.

I want it all.

And the preacher has to sin,

To keep more for his kin.

No, he can't win, for he's chosen just a bit.

In his mountain he will sit,

Like the holy humble hypocrite,

I want it all.