Jesus On a Wire

Jesus on the phone talking 'bout a nervous breakdown

Even he don't know how to bail us out of this one

What a mess, I sing to myself thinkin' 'bout another song

I wanna reach out to old Jesus (and) tell him I, too, feel alone

And I'm here to save you

Jesus on a wire

And he's lookin' very tired

And me. I don't blame him

And I almost want to claim him

So I ring a couple chords out on my Martin Double O

And I see them floating upward and I watch 'em as they go

Into the pockets of Judas Iscariot in the sky

Up through the cracks in the ceiling

Jesus on the edge and I feel the same way lately

And he hammers down some numbers

And it shakes the sky like thunder

I saw him risin'

O'er the horizon

And I saw him fall

When the scene dissipated

And the world just waited and waited

For a return

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