Through many dark hour
I been thinking about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can’t think for ya’
You’ll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side
Jesus, take the wheel
Take it from my hands
'Cause I can’t do this on my own
I’m letting go
So give me one more chance
And save me from this road I’m on
Jesus just left Chicago
And he’s bound for New Orleans
Well now, Jesus just left Chicago
And he’s bound for New Orleans
Yeah, yeah
Workin’ from one end to the other and all points in between
Well, here I am Lord, knocking at your back door
Ain’t it wonderful to be
Where I’ve always wanted to be?
For the first time I’ll breathe free in the New York City
This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we’ll take our chances
'Cause God’s stopped keeping score
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please, richer than the bees are in honey.
Never growing old, never feeling cold, pulling pots of gold from thin air!
The best in every town, best at shaking down, best at making mountains of money.
They can’t take it with them, but what do they care?
Half-penny, two-penny, gold Krugerrand
He was exceedingly rich for such a young man
Sad story, old story, bring out the band
Another divorce, just a few hundred grand
Maybe you’ll get a replacement
There’s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
You keep playing where you shouldn’t be playing
And you keep thinking that you’ll never get burnt (HAH)
I just found me a brand new box of matches (YEAH)
And what he knows you ain’t had time to learn
You need cooling
Baby, I’m not fooling
I’m gonna send you back
Back to schooling
Teacher’s pet
(Pa dum pa dum)
I wanna be teacher’s pet
(Pa dum pa dum)
(Pa dum pa dum)
I wanna be huddled and cuddled as close to you as I can get
(That’s the lesson we’re guessin’ you’re best in)
Strong words in the staff room
The accusations fly
It’s no use, he sees her
He starts to shake and cough
Just like the old man in
That book by Nabokov
I’m gonna walk to the corner and meet my little Marie
Well she’s the only girl in this whole world who understands me
Well she’s sexy and seventeen
My little rock-roll queen
Acts a little bit obscene
Gotta let off a little steam
Well, she was just seventeen
You know what I mean
And the way she looked
Was way beyond compare
So how could I dance with another
Ooh, when I saw her standing there?
You walked out of my dreams, and into my car
Now you’re my angel divine
You’re sixteen, you’re beautiful, and you’re mine
I’ve just seen a face
I can’t forget the time or place
Where we just met
She’s just the girl for me
And I want all the world to see
We’ve met, mm-mm-mm-m’mm-mm
I love your funny face
Your sunny, funny face
Though you’re a cutie with more than beauty
You’ve got a lot of personality for me
Some day, when I’m awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No, no they can’t take that away from me
Take back your mink
Take back your pearls
What made you think
That I was one of those girls?
Take back the gown
The gloves and the hat
I may be down
But I’m not flat as all that