Lyrics: Indra Budiman
Music: Indra Budiman
Smile to everyone
But i never give it once
To my family, to my family
The light and floor are clean
But i realize it’s a sin
When my kitchen untidy
When my kitchen untidy
I learn about care
But this is not fair
I speak about love
While my hand wear glove
I don’t wanna be like that anymore
Black pastor ! Black pastor !
I don’t wanna be like that anymore
Black pastor ! Black pastor !
My food was flaterry
But the man needs more money
I know that’s killing me
I know that’s killing me
Oh God please forgive me
For all the mask that i’ve made
Another eyes are open
I will sing bout ur grace
By your grace
By your grace
By your grace
Yeahh
Black Pastoooooor !
Tada da da da tada, Tada da da da Tada!