Promised Land - Julian Cope

I’m out in my walking shoes

I’m walking to my promised land

Been talking and talked to

The devil he’s at my right hand

And Jesus too

Waiting to help and

Waiting for my answers

Waiting for my prayer to find me there

Promised land

I’m walking through every shire

I pray that I will be received

The hate that she inspires

Has to be seen to be believed

And yet so scared

Witless and wondering

Every man is frightened

Praying for enlightened days ahead

Promised land

Walk on freedom shore

Won’t see me again

See me no more

Gone to my promised land