I have to say my friends
This road goes a long, long way
And if we’re going to find the end
We’re gonna need a helping hand

I have to say my friends
We’re looking for a light ahead
In the distance a candle burns
Salvation keeps the hungry children fed

It’s gotta take a lot of salvation
What we need are willing hands
You must feel the sweat in your eyes
You must understand salvation

A chance to put the devil down
Without the fear of hell
Salvation spreads the gospel round
And free you from yourself

You don’t pass your time in limbo
Or hang out with the crowd
Sitting on the stoop like a little girl
Who took the wrong road into town
But you got that short cut way about you
And no one’s gonna stare you down
You cook much better on a lower flame
You burn much better when the sun goes down

And heaven can wait
But you ought to be a saint
I got your very best intentions
Helping me along
And if I ever fail to mention
You were an overnight sensation
Well take it from me
My baby’s a saint
My baby’s a saint

I believe you were a new arrival
On the fast train passing through
And you traded in your luck for survival
To sweeten up the witch’s brew
You had a better way of working magic
A little mystery in your eyes
Instead of rolling over you remained the same
You took the whole world by surprise

I viewed in my presence
My hand on my forehead
And sighting the liners
Of mad merchant seamen
In search of the living
Or the spices of China

Lucy walked gently
Between the damp barrels
And shut out my eyes
With the width of her fingers
Said she’d guessed the number
Of bales in the back room

While the seagulls were screaming
Lucy was eating
Then we hauled up our colours
The way the mother had told us
And together we just watched the sails

Lucy I said
In a passage of cotton kegs
Can we hold hands
I’m sure that it’s warmer
Then the gulls ate the crumbs
Of Lucy’s sandwich

What’s your name, my name is Pain
Where do you live, I live anyplace
Where were you born, in the state of fear
How old are you, nineteen hundred and ninety four years

What’s your plan, my plan is pain
When will you leave, I’ll never go away
How will you breathe, you’ll give me life
How will you see, sitting in the temple right between your eyes

My name is Pain, you belong to me
You’re all I wanted, I’m all you’ll ever be
From the beginning in a world without end
I am the air, I am Pain

Pain is love, Pain is pure
Pain is sickness, Pain is the cure
Pain is death, Pain is religion
Pain is life, Pain is television

Pain walks, Pain crawls
Pain is peace, Pain is war
Where were you born, in the state of fear
How old are you, nineteen hundred and ninety four years

My name is Pain, you belong to me
You’re all I ever wanted, I’m all you’ll ever be
From the beginning in a world without end
I am the air, I am Pain

I was made in England out of Cadillac muscle
I had a quit-me father, had a love-me mother
I had Little Richard and that black piano
Oh that sweet Georgia Peach and the boy from Tupelo

Oh, I was made in England
Oh, I was made in England

I was made in England out of Cadillac muscle
Face down on a playground crying God send me a brother
Not a bloody nose for Rock and Roll
Give me that sweet Georgia Peach and the boy from Tupelo

I was made in England like a blue Cortina
But a Yankee summer had a way about her
You had a scent for scandal, well here’s my middle finger
I had forty years of pain and nothing to cling to

If you’re made in England, you’re built to last
You can still say ‘homo’ and everybody laughs
But the joke’s on you, you never read the song
They all think they know but they all got it wrong

If I wasn’t born to love you, why was I born at all
If I wasn’t meant to hold you, what are these two arms for
If I can’t protect you, what are these muscles for
If I can’t enrich your life, I might as well be poor
If I couldn’t see you naked, I might as well be blind
If I couldn’t treat you right, wouldn’t I be so unkind

And you were made for me
You were made for me
You weren’t born to be alone
And you were made for me

You were made for me
You were made for me
Flesh and bone, it’s etched in stone
That you were made for me

If I couldn’t translate fantasy, imagine how I’d feel
If I couldn’t hear your secret, my ears would both be sealed
And if I can’t make love to you, this body has no use
If you believe I loved you, you wouldn’t need no proof
And if I can’t return to you, I wouldn’t need my legs to run
And if I can’t draw warmth from you, why do I need this sun

When she gets up in the morning
It’s enough to wake the dead
Oh she turning on the radio
And dancing on my head

It’s no good living in the sun
Playing guitar all day
Boogalooing with my friends
In that erotic way

Come on Jamaica
In Jamaica all day
Dancing with your darling
Do Jamaica jerk-off that way

Come on Jamaica
Everybody say
We’re all happy in Jamaica
Do Jamaica Jerk-off that way

Let the ladies and the gentlemen
Be as rude as they like
On the beaches, oh in the jungle
Where the people feel alright

So do it Jamaica
Got plenty for you and me
Honky tonking with my baby
In that deep blue sea

Go jack-rabbit running through the wood
You had a good night and you feel real loose
Heard they got you going round the goosecreek shed
Trying to fill your belly full of buckshot lead

Go jack-rabbit get the cabbage patch
Farmer left the back porch door on the latch
Heard you coming and he got his gun
Better go jack-rabbit better start to run

Go jack-rabbit running through the wood
You had a good night and you feel real loose
Gunfire breaking up the peaceful night
Jack-rabbit lying in the cold daylight

Every time you turn around
You wear another face
Every time I look away
I find a hiding place

If you knew me like you knew him
You would know just how I feel
Slipping through someone’s fingers
Falling under someone’s wheels

It’s easier to walk away
Better off to face the facts
When love holds you up for ransom
Walk away and don’t look back

Never seen you looking back through
Smiling eyes and tears
Never knew you holding on to
Memories and fears

Just release me I can’t take it
Can’t you see a change has come
Strangled by infatuation
Buried under someone’s thumb

It’s easier to walk away
Cover and fade to black
When love scars and leaves you branded
Walk away and don’t look back

Every time you turn around
You wear another face
Every time I look away
I find a hiding place
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Sober in the morning light
Things look so much different
To how they looked last night
A pale face pressed to an unmade bed
Like flags of many nations flying high above her head

The cellophane still on the flowers
The telegram still in her hand
As whispers circulate all day
Their back-stage baby princess passed away

And you can cage the songbird
But you can’t make her sing
And you can trap the free bird
But you’ll have to clip her wings
`Cause she’ll soar like a hawk when she flies
But she’ll dive like an eagle when she dies

Promises of no more lies
Fell flat upon an empty stage
Before the audience arrived
A return in time to the cheaper seats
She never knew what lay beneath
Just a dated handbill they found between the sheets

Let down before the final curtain
A shallow heart that left her cold
She left in rouge upon the mirror
A circled kiss to the faithful who’d miss her