Thank You for Hearing Me: The Definitive Sinéad O'Connor Discography


Composed by Sinéad O'Connor

2 versions


How About I Be Me (and You Be You)? album

7:33 live from Dublin

How About I Be Me (and You Be You)? album


(Source: Paddy Doyle: The God Squad)

Somebody say boldness.
The Bible says in Proverbs 28, verse 1,
"The Righteous shall be bold like a lion,
Bold like a lion,
Bold like a lion.
The Righteous shall be bold like a lion."
What is a real V.I.P.?
Do we have the balls to go to that party?
Or would do we rather dance with vanity?
Tell me now what's a real V.I.P?
And Who are we to give that name to us
When we don't know the lives of others
When we can barely raise a finger,
To help our own sisters and brothers?
Wasn't it in history.
The artists always spoke their people's needs?
Now we're gorged upon what devils feed
In the shallow form of MTV.
Telling the youth to worship futile dreams.
And long for bling and for material things.
I tell you what a really real V.I.P is.
A face that never was nor will be kissed.
To whom exactly are we giving hope,
When we stand behind the velvet rope,
Getting Or get our pictures taken with the pope
Like some sick April fool kind of joke?
Who is the reallly, really, real V.I.P?
The One, the true and the most conquering king,
Who looks around at everything,
And knows exactly what we've been?
His is the face that never was nor will be kissed.
Do we think we'll be down on his guest list,
When we're standing at the gate,
After being fashionably late?
There'll be no make-up and there'll be no film crews ,
No Vuitton bags and no Manolo shoes
When he's presiding over you,
Asking you, "Did you love only you?"
Or did you stand for something else,
Besides the hankering for fame and famousness fame itself ?
The one who always was and always is
Will show you what a real V.I.P is:
The fatherless,
The motherless,
The ravaged child at home
Who cried to you.
You will be asked to say
What did you do.
What is And what's behind this velvet curtain?
Don't know, but I can say for certain:
The face that never was nor will be kissed
Will tell you what a real V.I.P is.
How can you say we are wise and we possess the instruction of the Lord?
Certainly for nothing your pens have labored, for nothing your writers have written.
The wise will be put to shame. See? They reject the word of the Lord,
So their wisdom amounts to nothing.
They dress the wounds of my poor people, as though they are nothing.
Saying, "Peace, peace!" when there's no peace.
Saying, "All is well," when nothing is well.
Glory be to the father and to the son and to the Holy Spirit,
As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be,
World without end, oh, yeah!


(Source: How About I Be Me (and You Be You)?)

Sinéad O'Connor vocals
John Reynolds piano
Caroline Dale cello

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