Gethsemane Again

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In Gloucester Cathedral, on 
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Saturday night
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I came to your flower show, blown 
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like a kite
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And I stood by the tombstones, and 
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gazed at the lights
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On the altar
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And the horse-faced old ladies and 
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tweedy-toned men
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Of county society they came and 
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they went
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With pamphlets and leaflets of 
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Christian events
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For the fall

[Chorus]
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But ain't it all just like Jesus
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Crying in the rain?
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Ain't it all just Geth-semane, 
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again?

[Verse 2]
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Oh the half-a-crown programmes on 
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sale at the door
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Were clutched in the teeth of the 
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rich and the poor
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As they swayed in an undertone 
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conscience-free
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Forward together
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And the outstretching hands of the 
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swains of the Lord
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Sold the communing commuters the 
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word
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With LPs of Mary and photos of God
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In the hall

[Chorus]
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But ain't it all just like Jesus
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Crying in the rain?
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Ain't it all just Geth-semane, 
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again?

[Verse 3]
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Oh the flowers hushed the air as 
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the columns advanced
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To the clinking of coins in a 
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ritual dance
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On flagstones that ached for a 
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chance of a chance
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Of escaping
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And the mystical statues looked 
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down so depressed
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At the endless possessors 
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becoming possessed
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And the costumed confessors who 
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never confessed
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To the wall


[Chorus]
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But ain't it all just like Jesus
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Crying in the rain?
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Ain't it all just Geth-semane, 
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again?

[Verse 4]
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Oh I saw a blue hair-rinse, I saw 
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a black tooth
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I saw a false face in a telephone 
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booth
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And the stark white-faced roses 
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that screamed out the truth
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Of their dying
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And a walrus's dreams and a 
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carpenter's love
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Absorbed like a hand in a great 
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rubber glove
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And flown like a flag over 
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battlefields
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Factories and all


[Chorus]
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But ain't it all just like Jesus
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Crying in the rain?
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Ain't it all just Geth-semane, 
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again?

[Verse 5]
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Oh I dodged the collection box 
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choirboy and out
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To the streets where the wind shook
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 my hair with a shout
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And the dusty-faced daisies were 
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blowing about
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So freely
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And Christ in the ruins was 
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wandering again
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As he walked with the beggars and 
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talked to the lame
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And danced with the children and 
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sailors who came
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At his call


[Chorus]
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But ain't it all just like Jesus
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Crying in the rain?
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Ain't it all just Geth-semane, 
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again?

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Ain't it all just like Jesus
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Crying in the rain?
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Ain't it all just like Nazareth 
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again?