"As Strong As Samson" lyrics
"As Strong As Samson"
Psychiatrists and lawyers destroyin' mankind
Drivin' them crazy and stealin' them blind
Bankers and brokers rulin' the world
Storing the silver and hoardin' the gold
Ain't no use in preachers preachin'
When they don't know what they're teachin'
Weakest man, be strong as Sampson
When you're bein' held to ransom
Famine and hardship in true living color
Constant reminders, the plight of our brother
Daily starvation, our diet of news
Fed to the teeth with a barrage of views
Ain't no use in preachers preachin'
When they don't know what they're preachin'
Weakest man, be strong as Sampson
When you're bein' held to ransom
Black men and white men, and Arabs and Jews
Causing congestion and filling the queues
Fightin' for freedom, the truth, and the word
Fightin' the war for the end of the world
Ain't no use in preachers preachin'
When they don't know what they're teachin'
Weakest man, be strong as Sampson
When you're bein' held to ransom
Ain't no use in preachers preachin'
When they don't know what they're teachin'
Weakest man, be strong as Sampson
When you're bein' held for ransom
It ain't no use
It ain't no use
Ain't no use
Strong as Sampson
When you're bein' held to ransom
Writer(s): Ulf Mats Christiansson, Gary Brooker, Keith Reid
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- Procol Harum Lyrics
album:
"Exotic Birds And Fruit" (1974)
The Blue Danube
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