Jesus save me

Jesus save me



Can I tell you something

Can I tell you a story

It's about me and billy

Because I remember

I remember it all started when he bought that car

It was the first thing he ever owned apart from me

And the color was red

And the color was red and he drove me

He drove me out of my mind

I'm over that now

It was spring or summer 65 I don't remember

Steaming and sweating and sticking against the wheel

And I could see the tendons stand out in the back of his neck

And he used to make me pray, wearing a mask like a death's head

When he put me there in the back seat, and he said



Jesus save me

Jesus save me



And everybody's father is hated for what he was saying

And he doesn't

He'd reluctantly cut loose inside

I would feel really i would feel really and truly alive

And i would do anything for him,

It just wasn't enough

It was never enough, he'd turn to me and say

He'd, he'd say "even the son of god had to die, my darling"

And he'd

And he'd

He'd



Jesus!

He'd make me pray. . .



Even the son of god had to die my darling

Come on, say it!



Jesus save me

Jesus save me