Picked him out of the prison cell
Wiped him off
Those dusty cobwebs
Went to the bar had some drink
Then he said "lord save Nigeria"
Tears rolled down his face
Look at this place
See what the other mortals have done
Told him the world is now built on science and faith
Lord please!
I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
The atlas said!
Lord please!
I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
Drive my car around the city
The sun has gotta be shining somewhere
While it rose from east and it sets in the west
I don't believe in bed time stories
Rubbers on hills is better than rubbers on wheels
I'd dig you a grave in the Sahara
So you can lie in grace
Lord please!
I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
The atlas said!
Lord please!
I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
When you go on your knees
And you pray for your needs
Can you please ask for his touch so we could heal
When you go on your knees
And you pray for your needs
Can you please ask for his touch so we could heal
Lord please!
I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
The atlas said!
Lord please!
I need your touch, cause every map on my body is aching much
I need your touch,
I need your touch
Cos every map on my body is aching much...
