The Revelator Song, by Robbie Jalapeno & the Bureaucrats

The Revelator Song

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	1.	The Revelator Song 04:27	lyrics	buy track
	I heard a sound I could not hear I saw a vision I could not see The dark cloud hanging over me disappeared Insecurity The Revelator assumed the stand He cuts a lonely figure with a guiding hand But he obscures his vision with some fat lump of a ham Asking for money, holding out his hand. Oh yeah, come on To think that money can buy you whatever you want This preening peacock this one-man band Points at the crowd and the crowd goes mad The black and the white the good and the bad Made painfully clear with a wave of his hand Oh yeah, come on To think that money can buy you whatever you want What is this game they play? Laughing and crying their feelings away Can one say what they feel and mean what they say If the words don't exist at the end of the day? Can one lie with another and yet be alone Or work for a lifetime for someone else Please tell me which path is the best To find fame and fortune or to find success? Oh yeah, come on To think that money can buy you whatever you want