Preacher

When I was a kid, I used to buy and sell gravity
I knew how to fly and I would teach you for a fee
Broke every window in my hotel heart
When I was only five years old, but twelve years scarred

And I'd hear the same voice echo in my mind
It'd say: Son, you've got an angel that'd chase the devil at night
Yeah

When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher
He'd talk about God, yeah, he was something like a teacher
He said: God only helps those who learn to help themselves
He was a million miles from a million dollars
But you could never spend his wealth

I took a little faith and put it in a parking lot
I drove to a strange town full of have and have-nots
And as I walked through that storybook life
I've been looking for an angel who'd chase the devil at night

Oh-oh-oh-oh

When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher
He'd talk about love, yeah, he was something like a teacher
He said: God only helps those who learn to help themselves
He was a million miles from a million dollars
But you could never spend his wealth

Oh-oh-whoa-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oh-whoa-ooh

Wave, put your hands up and hands down
Wave, put your hands up and hands down
Wave, put your hands up and hands down

When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher
He'd talk about life, yeah, he was something like a teacher
He said: God only helps those who learn to help themselves
He was a million miles from a million dollars
But you could never spend his wealth

He was a million miles from a million dollars
But you could never spend his wealth