Angels On Sale

When I think of the things that I do for my fellow men

I must admit I don't do very well

But I don't need to live being devoured by sorrows and

Feelings of guilt won't protect me from hell

I've never been good at remorse or confessing

I'm one of the kind that would rather deny

But I'm blessed with a face that shows love and good will

And a hypocrite smile behind which I can hide

Now it won't take a fortune to feel purified

If a conscience is willing to be pacified

Soon my sleepless nights will be gone

When the sales on the guardian angels are on

I never stood up for my lies and my promises

I found my personal truth in the facts

But slightly I slipped from the main road to God,

With this cheap contribution I'm back on the track

Now I don't give much money, so both of us gain

She is the martyr and I am the saint

I think, no I know that I did what I can

To finally fall in God's grace again

I got a letter and it got here today

With a photograph showing the village I saved

It points out one girl, though they all look the same

Saying I paid enough now to give her a name

Caroline is the one with the cross on her breast

Standing right out from the rest

Caroline is the one with the shoes at her feet

I provide for her to look sweet

Caroline, let my pennies and prayers bring wealth

While I eat to your health

Caroline, we are planning your christening

In time I'll have paid for my sins