Songtexte:
Little Altar Boy

Little altar boy, I wonder could you pray for me? Little altar boy, for I have gone astray What must I do to be holy like you? Little altar boy, oh, let

Übersetzung: Tischler. Little Altar Boy.

Holding your hand, it?s a little boy. Chorus Ashes to ashes, earth to earth. The preacher throws in the first handful of dirt. My little boy asks

Jew coo coo cahchoo Waffle bucket brigade consorting with the queen of the dead Billy Boy Timmy Toy Jimmy Joy Joe and i said Billy Boy then said Timmy Toy my my my little

Let the night begin there's a pop of skin And the sudden rush of scarlet There's a little boy riding on a goat's head And a little girl playing the harlot

think you're something The lights are up And the crowd is looking your way Swaying through what you live to say So go ahead boy, Give a little taste

wonder quickly grew 'Til I found myself environed in a little colored pew Out front a colored couple sat in sorrow nearly wild On the altar was a casket

got no place to run Let the night begin, there's a pop of skin And the sudden rush of scarlet There's a little boy riding on a goat's head And a little

the French Quarter, there?s a man he has to see The music is a raging like a city that?s on fire Billy felt just like an altar boy at the feet of a higher