Letra de Street Jesus - Aerosmith
Letra de canci�n de Street Jesus de Aerosmith lyrics
Hey have you heard the news?
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
�You got to walk my way�
�That�s how it�s planned�
That�s when I thought, �good grief�
J-Just ain�t my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, �no, that ain�t the plan�
With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they�re reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they�re preaching in the street
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you�ll find
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Good God Almighty, s�posed to be about love
You must�ve wished upon me by kissing the glove
I�m a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
I�m a pink flamingo on a great long life
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!
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Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you�ll find
When you wonder what�s up
With your half empty cup
Say tell him �don�t give up,
�Reach for the stars�
You think you�re so street wise
Just pray and close your eyes
Until we colonize
The moon and stars
But wouldn�t it be great
If we could wipe the slate
When we all live in hate
And all this fear
So please don�t call me �sir�
If you�re whole life�s a blur
And Mr. Bartender
Another beer
Sometimes it�s hard trying to keep up the pace
The train kept a rollin� when you�re trying to win the race
If you don�t believe me, wanna stay in the game
You gotta know who from the heavens came
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Cause they�re singing in the church what they�re preaching in the street
If you wanna give �em hell then you tell it from the steeple
But I�d rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you�ll find
You won�t get too many tries
Love is the love of my life
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Somebody stole my shoes
And I can smell the booze
How indiscreet
And though I had a plan
After that thief outran
Into another man
Who had no feet
I swear to god that day
That guy with no feet say
�You got to walk my way�
�That�s how it�s planned�
That�s when I thought, �good grief�
J-Just ain�t my belief
Until I saw the holes
Inside his hand
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Come on, come on, what you think about life?
Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife
You said to me, �no, that ain�t the plan�
With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand
Wise man tell ya what they�re reading from a scroll
But things kinda change when the story gets told
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Just to sing it in the church what they�re preaching in the street
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you�ll find
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Streeeeeeeet Jeesuuuus
Good God Almighty, s�posed to be about love
You must�ve wished upon me by kissing the glove
I�m a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife
I�m a pink flamingo on a great long life
A wise man, poor man, beggar man too
You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do?
I can make up daylight jealous of the night
I try to play the game but I never get it right!
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Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you�ll find
When you wonder what�s up
With your half empty cup
Say tell him �don�t give up,
�Reach for the stars�
You think you�re so street wise
Just pray and close your eyes
Until we colonize
The moon and stars
But wouldn�t it be great
If we could wipe the slate
When we all live in hate
And all this fear
So please don�t call me �sir�
If you�re whole life�s a blur
And Mr. Bartender
Another beer
Sometimes it�s hard trying to keep up the pace
The train kept a rollin� when you�re trying to win the race
If you don�t believe me, wanna stay in the game
You gotta know who from the heavens came
They tell it like it is to everybody they meet
Cause they�re singing in the church what they�re preaching in the street
If you wanna give �em hell then you tell it from the steeple
But I�d rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people
Placate and vacate your mind
Too late to make hate you�ll find
You won�t get too many tries
Love is the love of my life
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
Street Jesus
