Cocaine Jesus

Listen in it isn't when you're 
talking for your name's sake
Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are 
you okay?
Sitting by the well, Jill, your 
falling down the hill, Jack
And everybody laughed, Don't you 
pray? Don't you pray?

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To a cocaine Jesus in a black 
four-seater
      D                           
Got a man, don't need him, but you 
A
wait
Bm                              G
Call me when you want, or just call 
me when you need it
       D                          A
If you only ever need it for the day
Bm                     G         
High won't hold, won't hold, and 
          D                  A
I have no more, than all you left of
 me
Bm              G               
I have, I have, I have no more, 
D            A
than all you leave

D
High as hell, feeling fine, nothing 
bad but nothing kind
Bm
Not a word from me, at least nothing
 you would mind
G
In my head, in my head I get lonely 
sometimes

D
Feeling fine, coming down, never 
back cause we're never out
Bm
You'll never call the cops again, 
I'll never call her mine
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G
In my head, in my head, I get lonely
 sometimes

Bm                   G           
When you find an old picture of 
           D
us, and you clear away the dust
A
I hope you miss me sometimes
Bm                         G     
When you see a frame that reminds
                       D
 you of me, would you remember the 
times
A
Oh the times that we believed

Bm                       G
In a cocaine Jesus in a black 
four-seater
     D                             
Got a man, don't need him, but you 
A
wait
Bm                              G
Call me when you want, or just call 
me when you need it
       D                          A
If you only ever need it for the day
Bm                     G         
High won't hold, won't hold, and 
          D                  A
I have no more, than all you left of
 me
Bm              G               
I have, I have, I have no more, 
D            A
than all you leave

Bm                      G 
I'm nothing more than a page 
                     D             
unwritten on the pavement, blowing 
          A
in the wind
Bm                  G       
You win a lot, and lose just a 
               D                   
little bit more than you gained in 
       A
the end

Bm                 G             
God, I wish that I, was better 
         D                     A
than I am, but no luck, no love, no 
gospel I could understand
Bm               G               
I'm nothing that ever wanted to 
     D                 A
lean on, yea, but even then

Bm                   G           
When you find an old picture of 
           D
us, and you clear away the dust
    A
I hope you miss me sometimes
Bm                         G     
When you see a frame that reminds
                       D
 you of me, would you remember the 
times
    A
Oh the times that we believed

Bm                       G
In a cocaine Jesus in a black 
four-seater
     D                             
Got a man, don't need him, but you 
A
wait
Bm                              G
Call me when you want, or just call 
me when you need it
       D                        
If you only ever need it for the 
  A          G
day, ............today

G
I'm just a page unwritten on the 
pavement, you needed 'til you left
G
But I'm more than a need or a thing 
you believe or a word that you leave
 unsaid