Nobody else here baby No one here to blame No one to point the finger It's just you and me and the rain It's the blind leading the blond It's the stuff, it's the stuff of country songs If God will send his angels And if God will send a sign And if God will send his visions Would everything be alright God has got his phone off the hook, babe Would he even pick up if he could It's been a while since we saw that child Hanging round this neighborhood You see his mother's dealing in a doorway See Father Christmas with a begging bowl Jesus sister's eyes are a blister The High Street never looked so low It's the cops collecting for the cons Where do we go Jesus never let me down You know Jesus used to show me the score Then they put Jesus in show business Now it's hard to get in the door But I guess it was somet编辑于2002/01/01更新