Street Jesus Lyrics - Aerosmith

Hey, have you heard the news? 

Somebody stole my shoes 

And I can smell the booze 

How indiscreet 

And though I had a plan 

After that thief outran 

Into another man 

Who had no feet 

I swear to god that day 

That guy with no feet say 

"You got to walk my way" 

"That's how it's planned" 

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That's when I thought, "good grief" 

J-Just ain't my belief 

Until I saw the holes 

Inside his hand 

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Street Jesus 

Come on, come on, what you think about life? 

Demon in heaven gotta carry a knife 

You said to me, "no, that ain't the plan" 

With a smile on his face and the holes in his hand 

Wise man tell ya what they're reading from a scroll 

But things kinda change when the story gets told 

They tell it like it is to everybody they meet 

Just to sing it in the church what they're preaching in the street 

Placate and vacate your mind 

Too late to make hate you'll find 

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Street Jesus 

Street Jesus 

Good God Almighty, s'posed to be about love 

You must've wished upon me by kissing the glove 

I'm a high-stepping lover, sharp as a knife 

I'm a pink flamingo on a great long life 

A wise man, poor man, beggar man too 

You bet your bottom dollar but whatcha gonna do? 

I can make up daylight jealous of the night 

I try to play the game but I never get it right! 

Placate and vacate your mind 

Too late to make hate you'll find 

When you wonder what's up 

With your half empty cup 

Say tell him "don't give up, 

"Reach for the stars" 

You think you're so street wise 

Just pray and close your eyes 

Until we colonize 

The moon and stars 

But wouldn't it be great 

If we could wipe the slate 

When we all live in hate 

And all this fear 

So please don't call me "sir" 

If you're whole life's a blur 

And Mr. Bartender 

Another beer 

Sometimes it's hard trying to keep up the pace 

The train kept a rollin' when you're trying to win the race 

If you don't believe me, wanna stay in the game 

You gotta know who from the heavens came 

They tell it like it is to everybody they meet 

Cause they're singing in the church what they're preaching in the street 

If you wanna give 'em hell then you tell it from the steeple 

But I'd rather be a priest so I can scream it to the people 

Placate and vacate your mind 

Too late to make hate you'll find 

You won't get too many tries 

Love is the love of my life 

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