Aerosmith
Street Jesus
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| Додана 31 жовтня 2012 користувачем N1 |
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Текст пісні Street Jesus
Hey have you heard the news?
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
?You got to walk my way?
?That's how it's planned?
That's when I thought, ?good grief?
J-Just ain't my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, ?no, that ain't the plan?
With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they're reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they're preaching in the street
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you'll find
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Good God Almighty, s'posed to be about love
You must've wished upon me by kissing the glove
I'm a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
I'm a pink flamingo on a great long life
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
?You got to walk my way?
?That's how it's planned?
That's when I thought, ?good grief?
J-Just ain't my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, ?no, that ain't the plan?
With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they're reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they're preaching in the street
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you'll find
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Good God Almighty, s'posed to be about love
You must've wished upon me by kissing the glove
I'm a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
I'm a pink flamingo on a great long life
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!
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