Gathering the flock
And getting there with no directions
And underneath the arch
It turned into a march
And there he found the spark to
Set this fucker off
(chorus)
He said set it off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off now children
Set a fire
Suddenly a shot
Ripped into his heart
He lay in need of some attention
And there he played his card
Going into shock
The last thing that he said was
Set this fucker off
(chorus)
He said set it off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off now children
Set a fire
Jesus at the back door
Everything is all right
All we need is some direction
Every time the wind blows
Everything you don't know
Turns into a revelation
And it all adds up inside your head
Time is wasting
