If I was but a lonely folk singernTrying my hardestnMy damn outright and fastestnTo rattle the rest into revolutionnnRaise the dead and bury them againnClap your hands take from them what you cannClap your hands and dance with me my friendsnnRaise the dead and bury them againnClap your hands and dance with me my friendsnnFew men have the might of many if their will be strongnYou and I were never likely, you and I will never live that longnBecause we’re paranoidnWe look back darkly on our livesnAlways playing with ourselfnAlways blaming someone elsenFor everytime the other leavesnI swear by Christ I can believenI guess in the end some things in life aint meant to bennRaise the dead and bury them againnClap your hands and dance with me my friendsnnnnnnnn