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Artiste : Aerosmith
Titre : Street Jesus
Hey have you heard the news?
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan

After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
"You got to walk my way"
"That´s how it´s planned"
That´s when I thought, "good grief"
J-Just ain´t my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand

Street Jesus
Street Jesus

Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, "no, that ain´t the plan"

With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they´re reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they´re preaching in the street

Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you´ll find

Street Jesus
Street Jesus

Good God Almighty, s´posed to be about love
You must´ve wished upon me by kissing the glove
I´m a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife

I´m a pink flamingo on a great long life
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!

Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you´ll find

When you wonder what´s up
With your half empty cup
Say tell him "don´t give up"
"Reach for the stars"
You think you´re so street wise
Just pray and close your eyes
Until we colonize
The moon and stars
But wouldn´t it be great

If we could wipe the slate
When we all live in hate
And all this fear
So please don´t call me "sir"
If your whole life´s a blur
And Mr. Bartender
Another beer

Sometimes it´s hard trying to keep up the pace
The train kept a rolling when you´re trying to win the race
If you don´t believe me, wanna stay in the game
You gotta know who from the heavens came
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Cause they´re singin in the church what they´re preachin in the street
If you wanna give ´em hell then you tell it from the steeple

But I´d rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people

Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you´ll find
You won´t get too many tries
Love is the love of my life

Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus