(oooh) ...
it's the day after my birthday and....
I went off to Heathrow, and...
they got to check my records...
and they said "You're not supposed to go from Heathrow"...
chose the really really long way,
got it now, and it's really kickin'...
I went to the wrong hotel as well...

[Obviously, there's a lot missing in the above,
and there's a little bit of Maxi rumbling after this, no?]

(Maxi):
I got it sleepin' rough on the streets in the rain
I got it learning to share my people's pain
I got it makin' flowers, growin' hearts of stone
I got it 'cause I always took the long way home
I got it sleepin' rough on the streets in the rain
I got it learning to share my people's pain
I got it makin' flowers, growin' hearts of stone

[filtered rumbling, incomprehensible voice]

This is my church
This is where I heal my hurts
It's a natural grace
Of watching young life shape
It's in minor keys
Solutions and remedies
Enemies becoming friends
When bitterness ends

This is my church (x3)

This is my church
This is where I heal my hurts

It's in the world I become
Contained in the hum
Between voice and drum
It's in the change
The poetic justice of cause and effect
Respect, love, compassion

This is my church
This is where I heal my hurts
For tonight

God is a DJ
God is a DJ

This is my church (x3)