Call for the priest, I'm dying...      Well, the pressure's too much, you know I peaked last night   I gotta get some a quick release   City is standing on my shoulders   My body's going piece by piece   Ooh...!      Yes I know what I want and I know where to get it   And I'm going there right away   This is one priest that I don't have to fall on   Down to my knees and pray   Ooh...!      When your back's to the wall come along one and all   We shall fight all the slander that's penned   It's us we shall choose let the bigoted lose   For our triumph's the means to their end      With you by my side I shall ride every storm      Let the cynics drop dead in their critical head   They're wrist merchants as we all can see   Bunch of deaf ears with their columnized fears   What a shame, what a shame, oh dear me!   Ooh...!