Who's in Charge?

Who's coming next?

Be my guest

Celebration of life

Is reason why we are here

I'm not a priest nor a saint

Answer lies in between

And my songs can't hurt no ears

I'd like to be, I'd like to see

I'd like to go there alone

But this means pleasure's all mine

Don't need that much

Take a piece, take a slice

Close your eyes

And taste this fruit so divine

And I say

Who's in charge of this all?

Next time you're there

Well, I swear

You will never go back

It's now you temple and home

To rest your legs, clear your mind

We accept everyone

And share all that we own

I'd like to be, I'd like to see

I'd like to go there alone

But this means pleasure's all mine

Don't need that much

Take a piece, take a slice

Close your eyes

And change the tears into wine