The Small Faces Follow

Jesus Christ, thats a pretty face,
the kind youd find on someone that could save.
If they dont put me away,
well itll be a miracle.

Do you believe youre missing out?
Everything good is happning somewhere else.
But with nobody in your bed,
the nights hard to get through.

And I, will die, all alone.
And when I, arrive, I wont know anyone.

Well Jesus Christ Im alone again,
so what did you do those three days you were dead?
Cuz this problems gonna last,
more than the weekend.

Well Jesus Christ, Im not scared to die,
Im a little bit scared of what comes after.
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?

Do I, divide, and fall apart?
Cuz my bright, is too sly, to hold back all my dark.

And the ship, went down, in sight of land.
And at the gates, does Thomas, ask to see my hands?

I know you'll come in the night like a thief.
But Ive had some time alone, to hold my lions at bay.

I know you think that Im someone you can trust.
But Im scared Ill get scared and I swear Ill try to nail you back up(and you won't know).
So do you think that we could work out a psalm?
So Ill know its you and that it's over so I won't even try.

I know youre coming for the people like me.
We all got wood and nails, we try n tear down hate and factory.
We all got wood and nails, dont tear down hate n factory.
We all got wood and nails, and we sleep inside of this machine."