Call for the priest, I'm dying

Well the pressure's too much
You know I peaked last night
I gotta get some a quick release
City is standing on my shoulders
My body's going piece by piece
Yeah

Well, I know what I want
And I know where to get it
And I'm going there right away
This is one priest
That I don't have to fall on
Down to my knees and pray
No

When your back's to the wall
Come along one and all
We shall fight for the slander that's penned
It's us we shall choose, let the bigoted loose
For our triumph's the means to their end

With you by my side
I shall ride every storm

Let the cynics drop dead in their critical head
They're wrist merchants as you all can see
Bunch of deaf ears with their columnized fears
Such a shame, what a shame, oh dear me

When your back's to the wall
Come along one and all
We shall fight all the slander that's penned
It's us we shall choose, let the bigoted loose
For our triumph's the means to their end

Yes, I know what I want
And I know where to get it
And I'm going there right away
This is one priest
That I don't have to fall
Down to my knees and pray
No

Copyright: REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Glenn Raymond Tipton, Kenneth Downing, Rob Halford