A Little Faith Lyrics by Badless, The

A Little Faith Lyrics


    Martha's wearing blue jeans
    And she's praying for the poor
    Two midgets shop for halloween
    At a salvation army store
    And a widow with a quarter
    Buys herself a plastic ring
    A little faith is a precious thing

    Santa in december
    The circus in july
    The fat man he has mouths to feed
    Just like you and i
    And a family of agnostics
    Attends a christening
    A little faith is a precious thing

    Tonight meet me at the graveyard
    Up on teaberry hill
    We'll lie upon the ground and dream
    Where truth and superstition
    Are just a reasoning away
    And nothing is ever as it seems

    Like a seed that grows
    'neath fallen leaves
    She wouldn't let them keep her down
    Left her parents home
    Moved to the country
    Now her children play in the backyard
    Near where the cooling towers steam
    A little faith is a precious thing