(A. O'Day) Light my way with incensed candles ooh. Rug so soft beneath my sandals, ooh. I've never been in here before Like to feel the glory. Mercy, mercy on the love defenders Have pity on the pretenders A little help from all Lots losers A little truth from the mind abusers Ooh I need them playing in the Heavy Church If you judge the way they're living ooh, Try to see the truth their giving you They only want to touch your hand with understanding. Mercy, mercy on the love defenders Have pity on the pretenders A little help from all Lots losers A little truth from the mind abusers Ooh I need them playing in the Heavy Church Mercy, mercy on the love defenders Have pity on the pretenders A little help from all Lots losers A little truth from the mind abusers Mercy, mercy on the love defenders Have pity on the pretenders A little help from all Lots losers A little truth from the mind abusers Hear them, hear them, hear them, hear them Run and see the truth they're giving you Hear them, hear them Run and see the truth they're giving you Hear them, hear them Run Hear them, hear them Run and see the truth they're giving you Hear them, hear them Run
