Jesus

well, you went to your shrink in Brighton,
he said there's nothing he could do,
you went to the hospital, they hadn't a cure for you.
your mother wants you committed and your father, he does too,
and you live in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?
la la la

you're having hallucinations, you're hearing voices too,
the nurses giving you lots of drugs, 'cause they're fucking good for you.
yes, turn this water into wine, you'll be popular if you do,
and you live in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?
la la la

they found your body and your body had turned blue,
they found it in an underpass, next to Waterloo.

Jesus, Jesus what are you going to do,
Jesus, Jesus how are you going to pull through?



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Writer(s): Martyn Richard Jacques
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