December eighth in nineteen-eighty

I was home on avondale

Boys were playin basketball

When the news came in.



And I heard my brother say, "oh my god!"

I said, "whats the matter, jesse? "

He said, "i dont wanna tell you this"

And he would not meet my eyes.



Please comfort me

And shelter me

I am weak with love

Comfort me

And shelter me

I am weak with love



The policeman laid him in the police car

He was shot and bleeding

Then he said, "are you john lennon? "

John couldnt speak but he nodded "yeah".



And I heard my brother say, "oh my god!"

I said, "whats the matter, jesse? "

He said, "i dont wanna tell you this"

So he took me for a drive.



Please comfort me

And shelter me

For I am weak with love

Comfort me

And shelter me

Well, I am weak with love



Love, love, love.