All the Prodigal Children Songtext

von Richard Clapton

Clapton

Jesus got his picture in the paper,
Cut it out and brought it in for me to see,
I can tell he's trying to save my soul again,
And though I don't believe him, I can still pretend
He's the light of my life
Alright;
Stella's been asleep out on the doorstep,
And Mary Magdalene is just inside,
And she's trying to cool her feet off in the bathtub,
She's been walking on the streets all through the night;
[Chorus]
Does anybody know,
Just what the future holds,
For these prodigal souls,
In a world that's lost control;
All these prodigal children.
Stella has some bad hallucinations,
We can't tell her that it's ruining her life,
Now the cops have come to take her to the station,
And it makes us very sad to hear her cry -
So don't take her away - we'll pay her bail -
Does anybody know,
Just what the future holds,
For these prodigal souls,
In a world that's lost control;
All these prodigal children