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Lord

Show me a sign

That you’re still there

That you still care

That you’re still with me

That you still know me

Before I resign

Show me a sign

I can’t laugh

I can’t weep

Five nights in a row now

Not a second of sleep

Is there something

You want me to know

Well I wish you’d tell me what

Give me some kind of show

How 'bout a meteor

Or a shooting star

Or even a drunk

Getting thrown out of the bar

I’m getting impatient

And hope is expensive

And I’m running low on

Everything these days

The waters are rising

And the world is on fire

We’re all just gasoline

For the funeral pyre

In the palace is morons

In the hospitals ghouls

Murderers in the towns

Rats in the schools

Armies of zombies

And the generals fishing

And baby Jesus

On a suicide mission

And little Mohammed

Lifeless and brown

And drowning faceless scarecrows

Wearing the crown

Ten thousand whistlers

Off-track and off-tune

Sixteen drummers

Wearing some kind of rune

Some kind of amulet

Some pre-Christian cross

And one man’s lucky roll

Is another man’s loss

Lord, you should have been there

Last Saturday night

I broke a couple barstools

And I broke up a fight

I broke three fingers

They looked kind of Egyptian

And the doctor wouldn’t see me

Without a «prescription»

If this is how

It’s all gonna go

I might as well pile up

Frequent flier miles and lay low

I might as well buy up

Some spiritual trinkets

Line the walls with paint

And start to drink it

It’s hard to believe

It’s goin' down so fast

When Einstein died

He thought you built it to last

But they threw him in a hole

And they stole his brain

And three days later

It washed up again in the rain

Lord, I’ll make you a bargain

I’ll cut you a deal

They can cut off my eyelids

And I won’t squeal

I won’t spill your secrets

My soul’s locked tight

Just please let me

Get a little sleep tonight

Fifty thousand horses

Ten thousand sheep

I’d trade 'em all

For just a second of sleep

The kind with dreams though

You gotta have dreams

I’ve heard about what happens

At the other extreme

Yeah without them dreams

You go insane

It’s like having mayonnaise

Shot into your brain

But maybe I’m the exception

Every dog has its day

Maybe I’m a brand new species

What do you say

So look out the window

Might be something out there

Maybe something to read

Here’s a Vanity Fair

Winter is coming

That’s a relief

And I’m willing to go on faith

But I’m past belief

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