Genesis Hall Songtext / Lyric

My father he rides in your ships

And I know he would never mean harm

But to see both sides of a quarrel

Is to judge without hate or love


Oh, oh, helpless and slow

And you don't have anywhere to go


You take away homes from the homeless

And leave them to die in the cold

The gypsy who begged for your presents

He will laugh in your face when you're old


Oh, oh, helpless and slow

And you don't have anywhere to go


Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey

Another he drinks up his wine

And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate

For those of a different kind


Oh, oh, helpless and slow

And you don't have anywhere to go


When the rivers run thicker than trouble

I'll be there at your side in the flood

It was all I could do to keep myself

>From taking revenge of blood


Oh, oh, helpless and slow

And you don't have anywhere to go


Oh, oh, helpless and slow

And you don't have anywhere to go