I set my church on this rock.
Throw your hands in the air, praise rock-n-roll. I'm your High Wicced Reverend of rock-n-roll, follow me, I'll lead you the promised land. I sit my church on this rock.
Let me hear you scream, praise rock-n-roll, feel the spirit, good Goddess, praise rock-n-roll.
I set my church, I set my church on this rock.
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