Tytuł: God's comic

• Wykonawca: Elvis Costello
• Wyświetleń: 202

  
   I wish you'd known me when I was alive, I was
  a funny feller
  The crowd would hoot and holler for more
  I wore a drunk's red nose for applause
  Oh yes I was a comical priest
  "With a joke for the flock and a hand up your
  fleece"
  Drooling the drink and the lipstick and
  greasepaint
  Down the cardboard front of my dirty dog-collar
  Chorus:
  
  Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead,
  now I'm dead, now I'm dead
  And I'm going on to meet my reward
  I was scared, I was scared, I was scared, I was
  scared
  He might of never heard God's Comic
  
  So there he was on a water-bed
  Drinking a cola of a mystery brand
  Reading an airport novelette, listening to
  Andrew Lloyd-Webber's "Requiem"
  He said, before it had really begun, "I prefer
  the one about my son"
  "I've been wading through all this unbelievable
  junk and wondering if I should have given
  the world to the monkeys"
  
  Chorus
  
  I'm going to take a little trip down Paradise's
  endless shores
  They say that travel broadens the mind, till you
  can't get your head out of doors
  
  I'm sitting here on the top of the world
  I hang around in the longest night
  Until each beast has gone bed and then I say
  "God bless" and turn out the light
  While you lie in the dark, afraid to breathe and
  you beg and you promise
  And you bargain and you plead
  Sometimes you confuse me with Santa Claus
  It's the big white beard I suppose
  I'm going up to the pole, where you folks die of cold
  I might be gone for a while if you need me
  
  Now I'm dead, now I'm dead, now I'm dead,
  now I'm dead, now I'm dead and you're all
  going on to meet your reward
  
  Are you scared? Are you scared? Are you scared?
  Are you scared?
  You might have never heard, but God's comic