Lyrics: Blow on the shofar tell everyone God He has saved us tell everyone God He has saved so celebrate Go to the temple And give Him thanks
In a room within a room Underneath the floor It's like custom all the way Inside a hidden drawer In the dark old days of doom It's like custom all the way There ain't nothing Wrong with that It's like custom all the way
I worked my shaking hands And I molded you from clay It's like custom all the way Your expression planned So earnest on that day It's like custom all the way There ain't nothing Wrong with that It's like custom all the way
And I conjured in the dark And I spoke with evil's son It's like custom all the way But I'll mash your perfect parts When your task is done It's like custom all the way There ain't nothing Wrong with that It's like custom all the way
We frightened all the people And we freaked 'em all at court It's like custom all the way But your master is so evil So we gotta cut this short It's like custom all the way There ain't nothing Wrong with that It's like custom all the way
Blow on the shofar tell everyone God He has saved us tell everyone God He has saved so celebrate Go to the temple And give him thanks
