Time is knocking at my door
Can't fight, these feelings anymore
Born as a leader, and a believer
Let my faith be my guide
Met the faith healers,
they were deceivers
Took all my money and my pride
I will let you choose
I will not abandon you
God loves the poor, God loves the rich
He understands your pain
So help the church, damn you from evil
Pull out your wallet and pay
Made my way to the house of healing
This is what I saw
Thousands of people, stood there watching
Giving the church there all
He can feel your pain
Stand and feel gods power
Money heals all
(Priest Speaking)
Do you want to be damned by God?
Well, then reach deep into your pockets
For with your donation, we can begin your healing!
Time is knocking at my door
Can't fight this feeling anymore
Can money decide, how much he loves you
How much he really cares
Can faith decide, how much you need him
And when you do, will he be there
Will he be there
Will he be there
