I don’t care ‘bout the public stare, gonna burn it all across the sky,
Ain’t throwing my soul to the wishing well; I’m a man that ain’t got a price,
Don’t wanna be crushed by the winepress of passion; I’m staring through the looking glass,
When greed and lust go and seem the fashion, well, they finally will have met their match.
Well, it’s time to get up, time to get out,
If there ain’t no cross, you know there ain’t no crown,
Well, I’m saying it clear, saying it loud,
You know I’m gonna strike them down.
Yeah, wanna testify, whoa,
Gonna testify,
Climb that ladder to the sky,
I wanna testify, whoa,
Gonna testify, whoa.
Getting right down to the real nitty gritty, the soul that’s gonna be claimed,
I was seeing the queen, yeah, of all my sin; she held a candle to my shame,
Now I’m taking fate by the throat, it’s time for the last little mystery,
Wearing the chains that I forged in life on that highway to eternity.
Well, it’s time to get up, time to get out,
If there ain’t no cross, you know there ain’t no crown,
Well, I’m saying it clear, saying it loud,
You know I’m gonna strike them down.
Yeah, I’m gonna testify, whoa,
Gonna testify,
Climb that ladder to the sky,
Gonna testify, whoa,
Gonna testify, whoa.
Come on and testify, whoa,
Gotta testify,
Climb that ladder to the sky,
Gonna testify, whoa,
Gotta testify,
Come on and testify, whoa,
Gotta testify,
Climb that ladder to the sky,
Gonna testify, whoa,
Gotta testify,
(ad lib, fade)
