A thousand years have come and gone,
And near a thousand more,
Since happier light from Heaven shone
Than ever shone before:
And in the hearts of old and young
A joy most joyful stirred,
That send such news from tongue to tongue,
As ears had never heard.
Now it’s been ten thousand years, man has cried a billion tears
For what, he never knew, now man’s reign is through
But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
So very far away, maybe it’s only yesterday
Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too
All along the tomb, secret in the ruin
Secluded in a marker stone
Not only deadlier but smarter too, smarter too
I could live a million, I could live a million, I could live a million,
I could live a million years.
From the rockin’ of the cradle to the rollin’ of the hearse
The goin’ up was worth the comin’ down
He’s a poet, he’s a picker, he’s a prophet, he’s a picker
He’s a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he’s stoned
He’s a walkin’ contradiction, partly truth, partly fiction
Takin’ ev’ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home
There’s a lot of wrong directions on your lonesome way back home
Oh, Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz
My friends all drive Porsches,
I must make ammends.
Worked hard all my lifetime
No help from my friends.
Oh, Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz
Christ you know it ain’t easy
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They’re going to crucify me
The way things are going
They’re going to crucify me
O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, thine only crown:
how pale thou art with anguish,
with sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
which once was bright as morn!
What thou, my Lord, has suffered
was all for sinners’ gain;
mine, mine was the transgression,
but thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
'Tis I deserve thy place;
look on me with thy favor,
vouchsafe to me thy grace.
What language shall I borrow
to thank thee, dearest friend,
for this thy dying sorrow,
thy pity without end?
O make me thine forever;
and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
outlive my love for thee.
Now he walks down the street in the evenin’
And he stops by the old candy store
And I somehow believe he’s believin’
He’s holding her hand like before
For he feels all her love walking with him
And he smiles at the things she might say
Then the old man walks up to the hilltop
And gives her a daisy a day
I’ll give you a daisy a day, dear
I’ll give you a daisy a day
I’ll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away
It’s coming on Christmas
They’re cutting down trees
They’re putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
But it don’t snow here
It stays pretty green
I’m going to make a lot of money
Then I’m going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I made my baby cry