Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Jesus Jones
Mary hangs from the rearview mirror
On the dash her son's come off worse
We've got a carload of faith here
And we're saved from the world by some verse
Nothing I can do or say
Will ever move people this way
I want it, if it moves mountains
I want it, move mountains for me
You can twist and turn and bend it
'Til its the cruellest shape in the world
But I still need it
The last free thing in the world
I want it, if it moves mountains
I want it, move mountains for me
I want it, if it moves mountains
I want it, move mountains for me