He was a prophet in a corduroy suit
You could smell the Marlboro on his breath
Was it freedom or his snake skin boots
Either way he walked ahead of the rest
He came for hope he was a love tornado
As he pulled up in a pink trans-am
They called him crazy just an ordinary fool
But he knew he was a renascence man
Can I get your attention
Stop let me give you a sign
Can I get your attention
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
She called her Lola it was more than a cliché
Cause it helped her close her sad sad eyes
Held captive by her angels and her demons
She was gonna bust out to night
She left the covers running headlong in to shadows
As her mother's voice broke the dark
Dear Lola you are evening you are morning
But most of all you're my heart
Can I get your attention
Lola, stop let me give you a sign
Can I get your attention
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
Oh hallelujah
Lift up your hands
Oh hallelujah
Let's live again
Can I get your attention
Stop let me give you a sign
Can I get your attention
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
Can I get your attention
Stop let me give you a sign
Can I get your attention
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
You're gonna be fine
We're gonna be fine