Once again the battle field is your body and those who want control have laid down their terms in black & white and red all over they keep the backstreet
Little Italy. Joey, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come and blow you away? Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary
, And the mothers called, "Mary, call home your child," their eyes all drowned in tears. Mary mild (Mary mild, Mary mild), Mary mild (Mary mild) called home her Child
and uppercuts and at that, I'm hazardous I speak to the heads and raise the dead like Lazarus Led the fucking lambs to the slaughter, and walked on water
, skinning and shooting craps on his knees Another victim born out here in the hood And based on statistics it really ain't all good Welfare takes the tab and
Little Italy Joey, Joey King of the streets, child of clay Joey, Joey What made them want to come and blow you away Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary
, And the mothers called, "Mary, call home your child," their eyes all drowned in tears. Mary mild (Mary mild, Mary mild), Mary mild (Mary mild) called home her Child. And
and hear that a Child Had been born who's King of kings and Savior of the world} {Now I can imagine saying, what Child is this? What Child is this? Who
Lost in time and lost in space Remembrance of a golden age In these days of yore: A magic spell Was it your name I called? I'll try again... And like
a king green battered on the brink of disease I am, skin and bones, I am, sin and poems, I am, tin and chrome You grin and groans fuck it I'm tinted
And all That Jazz [Announcer] Make that two) [Velma Kelly] And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair And wear your buckle shoes And all that
the manger So come all ye faithfull, ye shepherds and kings Look for the child within Let Jesus be born again Let Jesus be born again
, many Christmases ago Come, oh come and greet the newborn child Born of mother Mary, so gentle and mild In our hearts the child is born again And He
(Mary Gauthier) Born a bastard child in New Orleans to a woman I've never seen I don't know if she ever held me All I know is that she let go of me
hoe and caught the claps so, my first communion consists of bread and wine and dioxycill in one-hundred milligram capsules Let the commandments begin again
