The John Berchman Victory Choir Will bring you the dawn with a sweet harmony They always stink of sweat and last night's beer Working to free the world of gravity
They only sing about answered prayers And every word translates as a “Thank you” There to drown out all the voices of despair So only heaven's music can touch you
Stop haunting your bed And drop all the chains of the dead Wake up, wake up and tie up your shoes It doesn't matter what you do What you do
You don't need a white beard with a throne To tell you to kill what you love There's no justice in such a cold heart No doorway to what lies above
Well I love The Victory Choir It's all my heart desires Wake up, wake up the sky's already blue It doesn't matter what you do What you do What you do What you do