作词 : Paul Simon
作曲 : Paul Simon
Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows
Blessed are the sat upon
Spat upon Ratted on
O Lord Why have you forsaken me
I got no place to go
I've walked around
Soho for the last night or so
Ah but it doesn't matter no
Blessed is the land and the kingdom
Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to
Blessed are the meth drinkers
Pot sellers Illusion dwellers
O Lord Why have you forsaken me
My words trickle down like a wound
That I have no intention to heal
Blessed are the stained glass
window pane glass
Blessed is the church
service makes me nervous
Blessed are the penny rookers
Cheap hookers Groovy lookers
O Lord Why have you forsaken me
I have tended my own garden
Much too long