Sting & Police - A Sermon

Message In A Box / N/A 1. A Kind Of Loving 2. A Sermon 3. Behind My Camel 4. Be My Girl - Sally 5. Bombs Away 6. Born In The 50's 7. Bring On The Night 8. Can't Stand Losing You 9. Canary In A Coalmine 10. Contact 11. Darkness 12. Dead End Job 13. Deathwish 14. Demolition Man 15. De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da 16. Does Everyone Stare 17. Don't Stand So Close To Me 18. Driven To Tears 19. Every Breath You Take 20. Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic 21. Fall Out 22. Flexible Strategies 23. Friends 24. Hole In My Life 25. How Stupid Mr Bates 26. Hungry For You (j'aurai toujours faim de toi) 27. Invisible Sun 28. It's Alright For You 29. I Burn For You 30. King Of Pain 31. Landlord 32. Low Life 33. Man In A Suitcase 34. Masoko Tanga 35. Message In A Bottle 36. Miss Gradenko 37. Mother 38. Murder By Numbers 39. Next To You 40. Nothing Achieving 41. No Time This Time 42. Omegaman 43. Once Upon A Daydream 44. One World (Not Three) 45. On Any Other Day 46. O My God 47. Peanuts 48. Reggatta de Blanc 49. Rehumanize Yourself 50. Roxanne 51. Secret Journey 52. Shadows In The Rain 53. Shambelle 54. Someone To Talk To 55. So Lonely 56. Spirits In The Material World 57. Synchronicity I 58. Synchronicity II 59. Tea In The Sahara 60. The Bed's Too Big Without You 61. The Other Way of Stopping 62. Too Much Information 63. Truth Hits Everybody 64. Visions Of The Night 65. Voices Inside My Head 66. Walking In Your Footsteps 67. Walking On The Moon 68. When The World Is Running Down You Make The Best Of What's Still Around 69. Wrapped Around Your Finger

A Sermon

Written by Stewart Copeland

When you reach number ten
And think the struggle ends
But it ain't the end
It's only a trend

You have to unbend
'Cause it's only a trend
Don't lose all your friends
Don't make your heroes end

When you reach number eight
It ain't no pearly gate
'Cause it won't satiate
Your growing appetite
You can ply your trade
And push your crusade
Emancipate or indoctrinate, but the
Traps are all laid for any honest crusade
Your old values will fade
As you struggle to make the grade
As you struggle to make the grade
You needn't bother!
When you hit number four
You're almost through the door
But there's a whole lot
More you just can't ignore
The telephone's sure, you know the score
But don't let this uproar
Dissipate your encore
It's written in the news
How you paid your dues
But you've no excuse
For the people you abuse

When you reach number one
You can beat your drum
You can sack your roadies in Birmingham
When your record is platinum
You can stick it to the [band]
To the wall like you've always planned
It's written in the news how you paid your dues
But you've no excuse for the people you abuse
When you reach number ten
The people you abuse
No excuse
For the people you abuse
You've got no excuse
For the people you abuse