Force yourself to fold your fingers around the backs of your own handsnI know your knees are pressing hard against the floornBut if you can finish reading rhymes about redemption before you standnYou will be lifted in the life after this life, of that you're surennSo you think you're suffering?nYou keep saying prayers to Saint GermainenSo you think you're losing it?nWell, I think you're just afraidnn'Hit the deck' is there behind you, but it might not be too latenWith some repentance, you might make it out alivenYour only worry's that old Saint Peter might not let you in the gatesnBut say your prayers and show persistance and I'll hope that you survivennMy friends, we'll never make it innSinging a song so satiricalnSo just keep calling out to himnAnd I'll keep praying for a miraclenn(Never say never again)nKeep that secretn(Never say never again)nHide that secretn(Never say never again)nFour of us can keep itn(Never say never again)nIf three of us are deadn(Never say never again)nKeep that secretn(Never say never again)nHide that secretnAnd we'll never say never againnnSo you think you're suffering?nYou keep saying prayers to Saint GermainenSo you think you're losing it?nWell, I think you're just afraid