Sweet Sounds of Heaven

Sweet Sounds Of Heaven

by The Rolling Stones (feat. Lady Gaga)

I hear the sweet, sweet sounds of heaven

Fallin' down, fallin' down to this earth

I hear the sweet, sweetest sounds of heaven

Driftin' down, driftin' down to this earth

Bless the Father, bless the Son

Hear the sound of the drums

As it echoes through the valley

And it bursts

Let no woman or child

Go hungry tonight

Please protect us from the pain

And the hurt

I smell the sweet, sweet scents of heaven

Tumblin' down, tumblin' down

To the earth

I hear the sweet sounds, the sweet sounds of children

And they're praising

The land of their birth

No, I'm not, not going to hell

In some dusty motel

And I'm not, not going down

In the dirt

I'm gonna laugh, I'm gonna cry

Eat the bread, drink the wine

'Cause I'm finally, finally quenching

My thirst

You can't have a light without a little shadow

Always need a target for your bow and arrow

I want to be drenched in the rain of your heavenly love

Let the music, play loud

Let it burst through the clouds

And we all feel the heat

Of the sun

Let us sing, let us shout

Let us all stand up proud

Let the old still believe

That they're young