| 歌曲 | Health And Wealth |
| 歌手 | The O.C. Supertones |
| 专辑 | Chase The Sun |
| 作曲 : Marginsky, OC Supertones ... | |
| Poor men bound in persecution, | |
| God's their portion everyday. | |
| But we don't know anybody | |
| Who lives that way. | |
| There the church grows stronger, | |
| Under politics and chains and whips. | |
| They can't explain how they | |
| Slipped right through their grip. | |
| In the politics of mao tse-tung. | |
| I think they got it right, | |
| So maybe we got it wrong. | |
| Health and wealth, we help ourselves, | |
| And let them play the hand | |
| That they've been dealt. | |
| Health and wealth, indulge ourselves, | |
| A big fat belly underneath our belts. | |
| Health and wealth, we help ourselves, | |
| And let them play the hand | |
| That they've been dealt. | |
| We'll never understand | |
| The christ they've felt, | |
| If we keep on chasing | |
| Health and wealth. | |
| Here we sit so comfy, rich. | |
| Use, me and you, the usa... | |
| So far away from c-h-i-n-a. | |
| We think they need freedom. | |
| We're the ones in prison. | |
| We don't have the time | |
| To change the world. | |
| It doesn't take long to figure out, | |
| Where all our money goes. | |
| We're the poorest billionaires | |
| Jesus knows. | |
| And we ask god to refine us, | |
| And pray that we would be freed, | |
| From all our comfortable gods, | |
| Our straining and striving and | |
| Chasing the wind. |
| zuò qǔ : Marginsky, OC Supertones ... | |
| Poor men bound in persecution, | |
| God' s their portion everyday. | |
| But we don' t know anybody | |
| Who lives that way. | |
| There the church grows stronger, | |
| Under politics and chains and whips. | |
| They can' t explain how they | |
| Slipped right through their grip. | |
| In the politics of mao tsetung. | |
| I think they got it right, | |
| So maybe we got it wrong. | |
| Health and wealth, we help ourselves, | |
| And let them play the hand | |
| That they' ve been dealt. | |
| Health and wealth, indulge ourselves, | |
| A big fat belly underneath our belts. | |
| Health and wealth, we help ourselves, | |
| And let them play the hand | |
| That they' ve been dealt. | |
| We' ll never understand | |
| The christ they' ve felt, | |
| If we keep on chasing | |
| Health and wealth. | |
| Here we sit so comfy, rich. | |
| Use, me and you, the usa... | |
| So far away from china. | |
| We think they need freedom. | |
| We' re the ones in prison. | |
| We don' t have the time | |
| To change the world. | |
| It doesn' t take long to figure out, | |
| Where all our money goes. | |
| We' re the poorest billionaires | |
| Jesus knows. | |
| And we ask god to refine us, | |
| And pray that we would be freed, | |
| From all our comfortable gods, | |
| Our straining and striving and | |
| Chasing the wind. |