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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
C.C. DeVille
Lead Guitar
Bret Michaels
Lead Vocals
Bobby Dall
Bass Guitar
Rikki Rockett
Drums
John Webster
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C.C. DeVille
Songwriter
Bret Michaels
Songwriter
Bobby Dall
Songwriter
Rikki Rockett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Fairbairn
Producer
Mike Fraser
Mixing Engineer
Evren Goknar
Mastering Engineer
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Ken Lomas
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well, I see him on the TV
Preachin' 'bout the promised lands
He tells me, "Believe in Jesus"
Steals the money from my hands
Some say he was a good man
Lord, I think he sinned, yeah
[Verse 2]
Twenty-two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal Vietnam vet
Who fought a losin' war on a foreign shore
To find his country didn't want him back
Their bullets took his best friends in Saigon
Our lawyers took his wife, his kids, no regrets
In a time I don't remember
In a war he can't forget
[PreChorus]
He cried, "Forgive me for what I done there"
"'Cause I never meant the things I did"
[Chorus]
And give me something to believe in
If there's a Lord above
And give me something to believe in
Oh, Lord, arise
[Verse 3]
My best friend died a lonely man
In some Palm Springs hotel room
I got the call last Christmas Eve
And they told me the news
I tried all night not to break down and cry
As the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty
Like a lost soul out of place
[PreChorus]
And the mirror, mirror on the wall
See my smile, it fades again
[Chorus]
A-give me something to believe in
If there's a Lord above (Give me something to believe in)
A-give me something to believe in, yeah
Oh, Lord, arise (A-give me something to believe in)
[Bridge]
Sometimes, I wish to God I didn't know now
Things I didn't know then
Road, you gotta take me home
[Verse 4]
I drive by the homeless sleeping on a cold, dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
That used to read "Jesus saves"
A mile away live the rich folk
And I see how they're livin' it up
While the poor, they eat from hand to mouth
The rich drinkin' from the golden cup
[PreChorus]
And it just makes me wonder
Why so many lose and so few win
[Chorus]
Ha, give me something to believe in (A-give me something to believe in)
A-give me something to believe in
Says the Lord above (A-give me something to believe in)
A-give me something to believe in
Oh, Lord, arise (A-give me something to believe in)
A-give me something to believe in (Take the high road)
Oh, Lord, arise (A-give me something to believe in)
A-give me something to believe in (Take the high road)
If there's a Lord above (Give me something to believe in)
A-give me something to believe in (Take the high road)
If you're gonna take the low road (Give me something to believe in)
[Outro]
Yeah, sometimes I wish I didn't know now
Things I didn't know then
Yeah
And give me something to believe in, yeah, yeah
Written by: Bobby Dall, Bret Michaels, C.C. DeVille, Rikki Rockett