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Had no life
I was feeling like
Some kind of unfinished project
I had a friend John
He said let me turn you on
To the saint of Inanimate Objects
Oh yes, I had a dear old mother
And if you should see her before I do
Won't you tell her that you saw me coming
I was struttin' straight on through
in. 

Oh yes, I had a dear old mother,
And if you should see her before I do,
Won't you tell her that you saw me coming,
I was struttin' straight
Oh yes, I had a dear old mother
And if you should see her before I do
Won't you tell her that you saw me coming
I was struttin' straight on through
a baby in his arms

Wathces me sleep
Watches me sleep
Saint behind the glass
Wathces me while I sleep

Coffee in the air
Coffee in the air
Saint behind
in. 

Oh yes, I had a dear old mother,
And if you should see her before I do,
Won't you tell her that you saw me coming,
I was struttin' straight
Has a baby in his arms

Wathces me sleep
Watches me sleep
Saint behind the glass
Wathces me while I sleep

Coffee in the air
Coffee in the air
anymore
Bring me some healing
Saint Cecilia, carry me home to your house of broken bones

You're out of sight, I'm out of mind
Been sitting watch your
I ain't no saint, can't turn the other cheek
I ain't no saint, can't turn the other cheek
But you could cool my temper
By words I hear you speak
the way I ought to
As the days go rolling by
See me strolling through the meadow
With you baby by my side
Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
to a life of sin
Old brother Brown all week he steals tells everyone this big business deals
The deacon walks by a dollar hits the plate
Tryin' to buy self
Tell me things I need to know.
How we loved your patron child,
We say, so long, and so long ago.
Saint Teresa, can you speak to me at all?
Ah, from
number, 
Oh when my lord calls me home again. 

Oh when the saints go marching in, 
When the saints go marching in 
I tell you something I'm gonna be
Oh when my lord calls me home again.

Oh when the saints go marching in,
When the saints go marching in
I tell you something I'm gonna be I'm gonna
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't bring you back
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints

I lost you
Fluorescent lights engage
Blackbirds frying on a wire
Same birds that followed me to school 
When I was young
Were they trying to tell me
the sickly?
Forgive me
Good people, I gotta let them know before they pick me

I tell 'em (I'm not a saint,) no, (oh my Lord)
I'm crying out
I'm crying out
I
Has a baby in his arms

Watches me sleep
Watches me sleep
Saint behind the glass
Watches me while I sleep

Coffee in the air
Coffee in the air
was kneeling by his bed
In a manner poised and grand

I listened as he said his prayers
His voice came soft and low
He said, "God tell Saint Nicholas
alive
I'm one part saint and two part sinner,
And the last part is still on the line
Ya, ya, ya,
Eye for an eye they told me for some time
No way to hide
Well children by and by when the morning comes
All the saints of God together they come
We will tell the story how the Lord will come
And we'll
I woke up dreaming in romance languages
Tangled stories by ghost writers 
But more like screaming like my eyes in bandages
All around me your
that's strong

You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul
and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I
in. 

Oh yes, I had a dear old mother,
And if you should see her before I do,
Won't you tell her that you saw me coming,
I was struttin' straight