Jesus, Junk and the Jurisdiction

Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
From Jesus, junk and the jurisdiction
To my dying heart and our loving resurrection
I once was young and dark, my eyes bright grey blue
But, now time has tamed me, I’m as grey and white as you
I look into the mirror in fear of only tears
But all reflection tells me: «Beware those passing years»
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
I have lost what you had found
The guilt, the Christ, the caned and bound
With nothing more from nothing less
This is how you end our ritual best
From Judas, junk and the jurisdiction
To my dying heart and our loving resurrection
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Cloudy prayers and new borders
Kind and generous with drunken orders
The client who fell from grace with the whore
A fairtrade and a fortnight, a seedsman no more
A fairtrade and a fortnight, a seedsman no more
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
I once was young and dark, my eyes bright grey blue
But, now time has tamed me, I’m as grey and white as you
I look into the mirror in fear of only tears
But all reflection tells me: «Beware those passing years»
But all reflection tells me: «Beware those passing years»
But all reflection tells me: «Beware those passing years»
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
Pah, pah-pah-pah
From Jesus, junk and the jurisdiction
(Pah, pah-pah-pah)
To my dying heart and our loving resurrection
(Pah, pah-pah-pah)
From Jesus, junk and the jurisdiction
(Pah, pah-pah-pah)
To my dying heart and our loving resurrection
(Pah, pah-pah-pah)
From Jesus, junk and the jurisdiction
(Pah, pah-pah-pah)
To my dying heart