Come On Baby Won´t You Show Me What You Got

I Want Your Salvation



There´s A Neighborhood Called Blackhawk

Where All The Rich People Hide

I Was Down On My Luck Working For The Salvation Army

The Shelter Is Where I Reside

Everyday We Drive Into Blackhawk

And We Pick Up The Offerings

Microwave, Refrigerator For The Suffering



Come On Baby Won´t You Show Me What You Got

I Want Your Salvation



I Can´t Believe These People Live Like Kings

Hidden Estates And Diamond Rings

I´m A Rat Out On A Mission

I´m In Your Front Yard Under Suspicion



Come On Baby Won´t You Show Me What You Got

I Want Your Salvation