Jesus on a Wire

Jesus on the phone
Talking ′bout a nervous breakdown
Even though he don't knowHow 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
To tell him I, too, feel alone
And I'm here to save ya

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 00
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' over the horizon
I saw him fall
When the scene dissipated
And the world just waited and waited

For a return

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