Dime-store Jesus (feat. Bobby Brioux, Deanna Conlin)

I see you there, your corn-row hair Telling us all about love The Stars you say, won't fade away If we all pray to Heaven above You walk that line, between living and dying And make your Merry way Down the streets, and Back Again Till it's dark and cold each day Dime-store Jesus When was your last good meal Dime-store Jesus Have you got a moment, I could steal You look like you're living on borrowed time But that don't bother you none A bit naive, but you won't leave Till we know of the coming son You sit on the sidewalk, writing out your lines For a sermon that no one will hear You own no shoes, but you've got no Blues You know what you hold dear When we blame the victim, we've all gone blind You know we've lost our way Where is our Humanity? When we turn and walk away