This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories

Oh, uoh, oh
(This is the beat of my heart)
If you love me, let me go
(This is the beat of my heart)
If you love me, let me go
This is the beat of my heart, heart, heart

Mama said: Don't give up
It's a little complicated
All tied up, no more love
And I'd hate to see you waiting
Had to have high, high hopes for a living
Didn't know how but I always had a feeling
I was gonna be that one in a million
Always had high, high hopes

I pray for the wicked on the weekend
Mama, can I get another amen?
Is Saturday, Is Saturday, Is Saturday

Finders keepers, losers weepers
Tonight we are victorious