Him Hymn Lyrics

Him Hymn lyrics



For fifty-four years he worked hard 

On five foul factory flaws 

Boredom ranking low on his list of fears 

Though they say his tears they cried dry tears



He's no teenager 

He's a real neat rager



He's got trust encrust in lust 

Though his high finance is low low low 

He may look like a heavy metal dealer 

But out on the road he's a true freewheeler



He is an buddhist saviour 

He is an christian aider



He is an buddhist saviour 

He is an christian aider