Salvation lyrics

Come on baby won´t you show me what you got there I want your salvation woah! There´s a neighborhood called blackhwk where all the rich peoplehide I was down on my luck working for the salvation army The shelter is where i reside Everyday we drive into blackhawk and we pic up the offerings Microwave, refridgerator for the suffering Come on baby won´t you show me what you got there I want your salvation woah! I can´t believe these people live like kings Hidden estates and diamond rings I´m a rat out on a mission I´m in your front yard under suspicion Come on baby won´t you show me what you got there I want your salvation woah!