Oh, love of mine...
I was surprised, I was happy for a day in 1975. I was puzzled by a dream, stayed with me for a day in 1995. My brother had confessed that he was gay, it took the heat off me for awhile. He stood up with a sailor friend, made it known upon my sister's wedding day. I got married in a rush to save a kid from being deported, now she's in love. I was so touched, I was moved to kick the crutches from my crippled friend. She was not impressed that I cured her on the Sabbath, so I went to confess. When she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whiskey and gin. The priest in the booth had a photographic memory for all he had heard. He took all of my sins and wrote a pocket novel called 'The State I Am In'. So I gave myself to God. There was a pregnant pause before He said, "Okay". Now I spend my days turning tables round in Mark's and Spencer's, they don't seem to mind. I gave myself to sin, I gave myself to Providence, and I've been there and back again, the state that I am in. Oh, love of mine, would you condescend to help me, 'cause I'm stupid and blind? Desperation is the devil's work, it is the folly of a boy's empty mind. Now I'm feeling dangerous, riding on city buses for a hobby is sad. Lead me to a living end, I promised that I'd entertain my crippled friend. My crippled friend.