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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Housemartins
Performer
P.d. Heaton
Vocals
Stan Cullimore
Guitar
Norman Cook
Vocals
Hugh Whitaker
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
P.d. Heaton
Songwriter
Paul Heaton
Composer
Stan Cullimore
Songwriter
Ian Peter Cullimore
Composer
Anthony Matthew Key
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Williams
Producer
Bodger
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Famines will be famines
Banquets will be banquets
Some spend winter in a palace
Some spend it in blankets
A-don't wag your fingers at them
And turn to walk away
A-don't shoot someone tomorrow
That you can shoot today, you can shoot today
Ha, ha, ha, ha
[Verse 2]
Time to end the prayin'
Listen what they're sayin'
[Verse 3]
(Get up off our knees)
You can wag your fingers till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
(Get up off our knees)
You can wag your fingers till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
(Get up off our knees)
No more, oh-ho
Get up off those knees, mmm
[Verse 4]
Paupers will be paupers
Bankers will be bankers
Some own pennies in a jar
Some own oil tankers
What may sound like tomorrow
Could be ours today
There's no more need for sorrow
If we get off our knees to pray, off our knees to pray
Ha, ha, ha, ha
[Verse 5]
Time to end the prayin'
Listen what they're sayin'
[Verse 6]
(Get up off our knees)
You can wag your fingers till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
(Get up off our knees)
You can wag your fingers till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
(Get up off our knees)
No more, whoa-ho
Get up off those knees, mmm
[Verse 7]
Oh, ooh, yeah
Get up off those knees
Pum, pa
[Verse 8]
Countries will be countries
Borders will be borders
Some have lost their folks at war
Some have given orders
A-don't wag your fingers at them
And turn to walk away
A-don't shoot someone tomorrow
That you can shoot today, you can shoot today
Ha, ha, ha, ha
[Verse 9]
Time to end the prayin'
Listen what they're sayin'
[Verse 10]
(Get up off our knees)
You can wag your fingers till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
(Get up off our knees)
You can wag your fingers till your finger's sore
Shake your head till it shakes no more
(Get up off our knees)
No more, whoa-ho
Get up off our knees
Get up off our knees
Get up off our knees
Written by: Anthony Matthew Key, Ian Peter Cullimore, Paul Heaton