Rough God Goes Riding - Live at Montreux

Oh, the mud
 Splattered victims
 Have to pay out all along
 the ancient highway
 Torn between
 Half-truth and
 Victimisation
 Fighting back
 with counter attacks
 It's when that rough God goes riding
 When the rough God goes gliding
 There'll be nobody hiding
 when that rough God goes riding
 Is riding on in
 I was flabbergasted by the headlines
 People in glasshouses throwing stone
 Gaping wounds that will never heal
 Now they're moaning
 Like a dog in a manger
 It's when that
 Rough God goes riding
 And then
 Rough God goes gliding
 There will be
 Nobody hiding
 When that rough God comes
 Riding on in
 And it's a
 Matter of survival
 When you're born
 With your back against the wall
 Won't somebody
 Hand me a bible?
 Won't you give me
 That number to call?
 When that rough God goes riding
 And then that rough God
 Goes gliding
 They will be nobody hiding
 When that rough God
 Goes riding on in
 Riding on in (riding on in)
 When that
 Rough God goes riding
 When that
 Rough God goes gliding
 There will be
 Nobody hiding
 When that rough God goes riding on in
 Riding on in
 There will be
 No more heroes (no more heroes)
 They will be
 Reduced to zero (reduced to zero)
 When that rough God goes riding
 Riding on in, riding on in
 Riding on in
 Riding on in
 (Riding on in)
 (Riding on in)
 (Riding on in)
 (Riding on in)
 (Riding on in)
 (Riding on in)