Samson In New Orleans
You said that you were with meYou said you were my friendDid you really love the cityOr did you just pretend
You said you loved her secretsAnd her freedoms hid awayShe was better than AmericaThat’s what I heard you say
You said how could this happenYou said how can this beThe remnant all dishonoredOn the bridge of misery
And we who cried for mercyFrom the bottom of the pitWas our prayer so damn unworthyThe Son rejected it?
So gather up the killersGet everyone in townStand me by those pillarsLet me take this temple down
The king so kind and solemnHe wears a bloody crownSo stand me by that columnLet me take this temple down
You said how could this happenYou said how can this beThe chains are gone from heavenThe storms are wild and free
There’s other ways to answerThat certainly is trueMe, I’m blind with death and angerAnd that’s no place for you
There’s a woman in the windowAnd a bed in Tinsel TownI’ll write you when it’s overLet me take this temple down