Jerusalem – Dan Bern – letras

When I tell you that I love youDon’t test my loveAccept my love, don’t test my loveCause maybe I don’t love you all that muchDon’t ask me what kind of music I’m gonna play tonightJust stay awhileHere for your self awhileAnd if you must put me in a box,Make sure it’s a big boxWith lots of windowsAnd a door to walk throughAnd a nice high chimneySo we can burn burn burn everything that we don’t likeAnd watch the ashesFly up to havenMaybe all the way to IndiaI’d like thatAll the ancients kings came to my doorThey said « Do you wanna be an ancient king too? »I said « Oh yes, very muchBut I think my time is wrong »They sad time is relativeOr did you misread form Einstein?I sad « Do you really mean it?They sad « Why do you think we come here for?Our god damn health or something?Everybody is waiting for the messiahThe Jews are waitingChristians are waitingAlso the MuslimsIt is like everybody is waitingThey’ve been waiting a long timeI know how I hate to waitLike even for a bus or somethingAn important phone callSo I can just imagineHow darned impatientEverybody must be gettingSo I think it’s time nowTime to reveal myselfI am the messiahI am the messiahYes I think you heard me rightI am the messiahI was gonna wait till next yearBuild up the suspense a littleMake it a really big surpriseBut I could not resistIt’s like when you got a really big secretYou’re just bursting to tell someoneIt was so like that with thisAnd now that I’ve told youI feel this great weigh liftedDr. Nusbaum was rightHe is my therapistHe sad get it out in the openI spent ten whole days in JerusalemMmmm JerusalemSweet JerusalemAnd all I ate was olivesNothing but olivesMountains of olivesIt was good ten daysI like olivesI like you tooSo when I tell you that I love youDon’t test my loveAccept my love, don’t test my loveCause maybeI don’t love yaAll that much!

Laisser un commentaire

Concevoir un site comme celui-ci avec WordPress.com
Commencer