Moses up on the mountainside

What a place to meet

He brought his pad and his pencil

Poured himself some gypsy tea.

And all the world's multiplicity

They turn his brain and his soul to stone

He drew his face on a tablet

And carried it back home.

Jesus off in the water

Standing on his feet

Yeah, that's the thing about charisma

It makes everyone believe.

That there is nothing impossible

When I'm with you and when you're with me

I got a sad sinking feeling

That that can never be.

But I'm going to do what I can for you

I will make a plea

To all the lights in the windows

The puddles in the streets.

And all the lovers that you've been teasing

From your balcony

May they carry you

You far from my memory.

Solomon heard a protest

From the lower court

Reached in his ear for a silver dollar

Just like he'd done before.

He tossed it high, said that wisdom's fickle

And chance is god's retort

And handed them a sentence

It was death by trojan horse.

Pharoah woke from a bad dream

Splashed some water on his face

When it's a matter of nightmares you had

Better ask a slave.

And he may tell you a famine's coming

Or he may look away

If he's kind then return it

Let him lick your plate.

But I'mma do what I can for you

I will make a plea

To all the birds in the chimneys

The whales up on the beach.

And all the footsteps that you've been hearing

Like a tympani

May they carry you far from your enemies.

I'mma do what I can for you

I will make a plea

To all the lights in the windows

The puddles in the streets.

And all the hours that you've been sitting

At your vanity

May they carry you

You far from your misery

May they carry you, you far.

Jesus off in the water

Standing on his feet

Yeah, that's the thing about charisma

It makes everyone believe.

That there is nothing impossible

When I'm with you and when you're with me

I got a sad sinking feeling

I got a sad sinking feeling

I got a sad sinking feeling that will never be.