Hymn For The Dudes-Mott The Hoople

(Ian Hunter/Verden Allen) God ain't jive For I can see his love As it runs alive 'N one by one Through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove Who cares not for fame just for shy love 'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no He's still here, you are not alone Correct your heads For there's a new song rising High above the waves Go write your time Go sing it on the streets Go tell the world, but you go brave Oh my sweet instant Christian you are such a sly clown Too many questions, no replies now 'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no He's still here, you are not alone I got an idea Go tell the superstar All his hairs are turning grey Star-spangled fear As all the people disappear The limelight fades away Cos if you think you are a star For so long they'll come from near and far But you'll forget just who you are (yes you will) You ain't the nazz You're just a buzz Some kinda temporary Cross over shame like the wise dove Who cares not for fame just for shy love Oh-oh, my sweet instant Christian you are such a sly clown Too many questions, no replies now 'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne. Oh no. He's still here, you are not alone, you are not alone.