Stephen's in the Sky

Some god will finish there, man in torture, man in chair
And Stephen's in the sky
A heathen broke my leg and turned me in my stony bed

I need people, any people
I need people, any people

Young man, heart attack and breathing through a metal sack

I need people, any people
I need people, any people

Down here in harmonies, a peace forever off your knees

I need people, any people
I need people, any people

Some gods would finish there, man in torture, man in chair
And Stephen's in the sky

I need people, any people
I need people, any people
I need people, any people
I need people, any people
I need people, any people
I need people, any people
I need people, any people
I need people, any people