Stranger In A Strange Land

<br>NARRATOR:<br>Behold the boy - The stranger, the working man`s son<br>With skin like white lightning<br>And eyes like two shots from a gun<br><br>They`ll teach him to pray and work everyday<br>He`ll learn how to sweat in the sun<br>But God has a place - A place for him in His plan<br>He won`t be like his old man<br>He won`t be made to crawl<br><br>His folks named him John<br>But everyone else called him Snow<br>With flesh bright as Sunday<br>And a face full of something unknown<br><br>Shunned as he grew, he finally withdrew<br>Asleep in a world all his own<br>Then he awoke like a child in the Promised Land<br>With barely the strength to stand<br>And tears in his eyes<br><br>He`s a stranger in a strange land from a world far away<br>Like a savior in the wasteland with a high price to pay<br>He`s a stranger in a strange land<br>And he can`t find his way home<br><br>At seventeen years old he awoke from his world of gray<br>(He awoke to a time gone away)<br>With a gift ever-reaching and a calling he had to obey<br>(They watched as he left home one day)<br>They all looked on<br>While the prodigal son<br>Left the home of his father that day<br>Hit New York City with just the shirt on his back<br>With a tape deck and battery pack<br>And no turning back...<br><br>He`s a stranger in a strange land from a world far away<br>Like a savior in the wasteland with a high price to pay<br>He`s a stranger in a strange land<br>Stranger in a strange land