Columbia Records Pressing Plant (Terre Haute) - The Sound of Sinners lyrics

As the floods of God Wash away sin city They say it was written In the page of the Lord But I was looking For that great jazz note That destroyed The walls of Jericho The winds of fear Whip away the sickness The message on the tablets Was Valium The planets form That golden cross, Lord I'll see You on The holy crossroads After all this time To believe in Jesus After all these d** I thought I was Him After all my lying and crying And the suffering I am not good enough I am not clean enough To be Him, no, no The tribal wars Are burning up the homeland The fuel of evil Is raining from the sky The sea of lava Flowing down the mountain The time will sleep Us sinners by, by, by After all these years To believe in Jesus After all these d** I thought I was Him (Chorus 2) Take one now Go, [?] go To Las Vegas [?] Give me success [?] To roll Holy rollers roll (Chorus 1) (Chorus 2) After all those years To believe in Jesus After all those d** I thought I was Him After all my lying and crying And the suffering I am not good enough And I am not clean enough To be Him, take one now Holy rollers roll After all this time To believe in Jesus After all those d** I thought I was Him After all my lying and crying And the suffering I am nott good enough I am not clean enough To be Him, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord