Georgette Baker Follow

Like a washing on a line
Trembling and gleaming
Never before
Was a man so kind
Never so redeeming

Enter the multitudes in Exxon blue
In radiation rose ecstasy, now you tell me
Who you gonna get to do the dirty work
When all the slaves are free?
(Who're you gonna get?)

I am up a sycamore
Looking through the leaves
A sinner of some position
Who in the world can this heart healer be
This magical physician?

Enter the multitudes in Exxon blue
In radiation rose misery, you tell me
Who you gonna get to do the dirty work
When all the slaves are free?
(Who're you gonna get?)

Oh ho, enter the multitudes
The walking wounded
They come to this diver of the heart
Of the multitudes
Oh ho, Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done

Oh, "Climb down, climb down"
He says to me from the middle of unrest
They think his light is squandered
But he sees a stray in the wilderness
And I see how far I've wandered

Enter the multitudes in Exxon blue
In radiation rose apathy, you tell me
Who you gonna get to do the dirty work
When all the slaves are free?
(Who're you gonna get?)

Oh ho, enter the multitudes
The walking wounded
They come to this diver of the heart
Of the multitudes
Oh ho, Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done

All around the marketplace
The buzzing of the flies
The buzzing and the stinging
Divinely barren
And wickedly wise
The killer nails are ringing

Enter the multitudes in Exxon blue
In radiation rose tragedy, now you tell me
Who you gonna get to do the dirty work
When all the slaves are free? Oh ho
(Who're you gonna get?)

Who're you gonna get?
Who're you gonna get?
Who're you gonna get?
Who're you gonna get?
Who're you gonna get?

Like a washing on a line
Trembling and gleaming