w/m: Roger Thrower
VERSE 1
NO I’M NOT A STRANGER IN THE THRONE ROOM
THAT’S MY DADDY SITTING IN THE CHAIR
AND HIS SON IS SITTING RIGHT BESIDE HIM
BECAUSE OF HIM I CAN GO IN THERE
VERSE 2
HIS SON HAD KNELT ONE NIGHT AND CALLED HIM ABBA
IN A GARDEN, PRAYING ALL ALONE
I CAN’T SAY I’VE EVER SWEATED BLOOD DROPS
BECAUSE OF HIM I CAN ENTER TO THE THRONE
NO I’M NOT A STRANGER IN THE THRONE ROOM
THAT’S MY DADDY
AND HIS SON IS SITTING RIGHT BESIDE HIM
BECAUSE OF HIM I CAN GO IN THERE
BECAUSE OF HIM I CAN ENTER THERE
BECAUSE OF HIM I AM WELCOME THERE
HMMMMMMMMMMMM, MMMMMMMMMMMM
I AM WELCOME THERE