Lyrics:
Old John the baptist, old John divine
Leather harness round his line
His meat was locust and honey
Wild honey lord, wild honey
John saw that
the bedroom on you girl,
Oh my, you're mine, I'm King St. John Divine
unhealthy queen
who's the queen of town?
Rain rain
rain the walls
Joan Miro's way
(30 nightz)
Giving divine inspiration with this pen as I write Conversing with The Most High about the Secrets of life I wrote it
I asked St. John
Isn’t Christmas divine?
WENDY, JOHN, MICHAEL
Isn’t christmas divine?
GEORGE
Though it’s snowy and grey
WENDY, JOHN, MICHAEL
La la la la, la la!
MARY
John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old
John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old
John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old
is all I need to keep going
Take another look, St. John the Divine
I've come to inspect the shape of time
'Cause time is a just the shadow we see
shades of grey
Just got to get to the end of the day
St. John the Divine, where I kneel and pray
Just in case I'm heading your wayward son, oh
Forget about
John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old
instant est plus merveilleux
St John the Divine, New York, 1976
O Marvel!
The world writes its lineage
Each moment more magnificent
God became man,
John The Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old
John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in Little Italy
The lights will be going up on old
Then you laugh about it all night
John Waters! Divine! And Mink Stole!
(It’s Better Being Gay!)
Hanging out nights by a glory hole
(It’s Better Being
don't know where to start
The bells will be ringin' Saint John the Divine
I get a little lonely every year around this time
The music plays all night in
taking pictures
Inside Saint John The Divine
But me I was just lighting candles
That hailed every name but mine
And I was wondering on my judgment day
Ju Ju man
Doc says you're fine, or dying
Please
Nine-oh-nine, St. John Divine on the line, my pulse is fine
But I'm running down the road like
Ju Ju man
Doc says you're fine, or dying
Please
Nine-oh-nine, St. John Divine on the line, my pulse is fine
But I'm running down the road like
of Lucifer’s hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You’re no longer in control of me i am
The NME is spitting from an inky page
St john Divine is gonna take
John Coltrane, The Divine
One rainy night I saw you walking all alone in that crowd
We could have had love and everything that goes with it
If I wasn’t
pokes holes in things
Walk by Saint John divine
Clear your head, let the ghost lift
It comes and goes, it ebbs and flows
Baby, you got this
Just listen
St. John Divine, whiskey drunk your arm in mine
You and Frank O'Hara in your yellow shirt with stripes
Love of mine, do you remember that afternoon
Hold your tongue and walk away
Say it's been a lovely day
Say tomorrow evening's fine
Meet me by Saint John's divine
Until discordant bells
They say the blood runs
And it runs through our line,
And our hearts, heart of hearts divine, yeah!
And John saw them comin', ooh!
A with the truth
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