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The angels are lost in the city of stars
Wise men are down on their knees
And the Fruitman of Freeway will sell you his cars
When he`s sure that you can`t find the keys
And the ladies on Magdalene Lane
All worship the sun and the sand
And the migrants who come can`t complain
For this is their promised land
MGM studios can`t make the nut
They`re auctioning Dorothy`s shoes
Gable is gone, the good witch is a slut
And I`ve got the parking-lot blues
The wizard brought benzedrine smiles
And he never let Dorothy doze
Ha- she died as she walked down the aisle
And all that remains is her clothes
Over the rainbow a Kansas tornado
Can twist up a little girl`s head
Aunt Em`s on relief and the tin man`s a thief
And even the wizard can`t wake the dead
The prophet has come to the kingdom of lights
But there`s no one to listen or learn
And the saviour performs for the prophet`s delight
While dissenters are banished or burned
And the heretics beg to be heard
But the saviour`s on tour for the week
Salvation is found in his word
If only he`d learn how to speak!
And Lincoln is laughing with Amos and Andy
Concerning the great Civil War
And Paul Revere sleeps with the worst-looking creeps
While revolution`s knocking at his door
Magdalene Lane is the red-light domain
Where everyone`s soul is for sale
A piece of your heart will do for a start
You can send us the rest in the mail
For we have our own families to feed
And we can`t let them starve just for you
But we`d rather not watch while you bleed
So come back in an hour when you`re through