Sweet Jesus - Anita Lipnicka, John Porter

You kneel by the graveside

With songs for lost souls

I heard you were digging

A deep, black hole

While in contemplation

Inside, you shivered and groaned

Your knees turned to water

Your face was the colour of bones

Jesus Loves Jesus Saves

But where is your Sweet Jesus today?

Jesus Loves Jesus Saves

But where is your Sweet Jesus today?

Stretched out on your altar

As cold as church stone

The crimson robe of your passion

Worn out and looking old

Forgotten cups of tea and orange skins

Eaten-words and screwed up days

You hide in your bed

Waiting to be saved

Jesus Loves Jesus Saves

But where is your Sweet Jesus today?

Jesus Loves Jesus Saves

But where is your Sweet Jesus today?

On this long road, on this long road

Amazed that Grace didn’t touch you

Burn your heart, inflame your soul

No blue light, no angels

No key to that magic door

Ah, you were such a crazy cunt

You overdosed on your desire

Have you come to haunt me

And tell me I’m a liar