Dust Bowl Dreaming: Times are hard and many farming families feel so alone Their land is dry and the harvest over No one watching over them now! The dust bowl dream just blows away as they look skywards Hoping for cloud, no where to go So who can they turn to now?? On Revelation Road, I'm gonna get down inside your soul On Revelation Road, Call the Devil and get to the healing
The Preacher: When the flags were flying and the camp site marked the grounds, the people flocked from miles about as witness to the sound They’d come to see the preacher and his glory gospel band The power of his stories and the bible in his hand When he said stop! - STOP! All the clouds would roll away When he said stop! - STOP! Oh! Even on a rainy day And when he said go! - GO! How the choir would start to sing When he said go! - GO! With a full of praises swing Take your seats for wonderment, our floor show guaranteed! Ticket prices? Step this way, our purpose is your need Feed upon the power, the power of the crowd Only twenty dollars, but no policemen are allowed!