I Want It All Lyrics - Singles - Eron Falbo

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Outside books in the outdated shelves.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.