A punk interpretation of the Lord’s Prayer
1/11/2005 Ernest Prabhakar
Daddy, Daddy
I’m screaming for your name
What they’re doing to your world
its a crying shame
They’re filling it with lies,
anger cruelty and pain
Why can’t we live the way
that they do in heav’n?
Daddy, Daddy
Daddy, Daddy
Daddy, Daddy,
I know I need your help
Please take away my anger,
‘fore I hurt myself
Those villains with their sin,
evil malice full of hate
You know I’m just like them,
and I deserve their fate
Daddy, Daddy
Daddy, Daddy
[key change; lyrical section]
I have no forgiveness
When filled with emptiness
Alone and without power
Its either fight or cower…
[key change back]
No! No, no, no!
Daddy, Daddy
Daddy, Daddy
Daddy, Daddy,
you alone are the king
You are ruler and God
over each and every thing
You give me the power
you give me the love
You give me forgiveness
It all comes from above
You will heal the broken
You will save the weak
You will make a difference
If your kingdom I seek
Daddy, Daddy
Daddy, Daddy
All power
All glory
All kingdom
and rule
Is yours
For ever
and ever
and ever
and ever
and ever
Make it so!