Birth Sad, Disappointed and Angry Heaven Help Us All Rhythm in Harmony Cry Out Biography Confession Forgiven Shalom We Have Come Holy, Holy, Holy Yes We Proclaim Father in Heaven This One Bread Like an Innocent Lamb Let Your Light Shine In the Darkness Blessing Going Out Ingemar Olsson's Musical Mass Not yet recorded in English Cry Out • listen (in Norwegian) Cry Out Ingemar Olsson She's sitting all day long a-weaving carpets of yarn That's what she's done almost ever since the day she was born They never give her a break, although her fingers ache And her back is sore and hurts more and more A never-ending constraint until she's ready to faint Cause she can hardly bear that hot and dirty air But she may never leave and she will never be free Cause she has been sold to that factory Oh-oh-oh cry out - how you feel about it Oh-oh-oh cry out - come on, scream and shout it Oh-oh-oh cry out - let it show that you really care Oh-oh-oh cry out - in every fashion Oh-oh-oh cry out - out of true compassion Oh-oh-oh cry out - to a world that is so unfair He was a happy guy who never used to cry Until a rank of soldiers came into his town He saw them steal and rob and do their dirty job Until they finally shot his own mother down And then it didn't take long 'til he was dragged along He had to follow in line with those killing men Now he's a soldier too, with hatred thru and thru And he will never be able to laugh again Oh-oh-oh cry out ... Her home is in the street and it ain't so neat With lack of money and food to eat But she's looking good and it's understood That her body is only a tourist's treat And after she's been laid she's hopefully been paid So she can buy herself a small piece of bread A life in misery and with the HIV In a few years ahead she will I surely be dead Oh-oh-oh cry out ... You're on the highest pitch if you are well and rich But if you're sick and poor, it's all done You never stand a chance or even get a glance Of food and clothing, you just get none But if you wear a tie and have a dark lounge suite And with a credit card to pay You get delicious food, served with attitude And French wine with the right bouquet Oh-oh-oh cry out ... © little beat music                                  Ingemar Olsson's Web Shop FRENCH LYRICS NORWEGIAN LYRICS SPANISH LYRICS SWEDISH LYRICS