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  • Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement
    Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent
    Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated
    She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the page
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery
    Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
    Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me
    About the madness of becoming what one was never meant to be.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the stage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Don't know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn't come back to haunt me
    Finally had to give her up about the time she began to want me
    But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated
    I'd a-done anything for that woman if she didn't make me feel so obligated.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the cage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature ?
    I see people who are supposed to know better standing around like furniture
    There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it
    Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to keep it.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the stage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Cities on fire, phones out of order
    They're killing nuns and soldiers, there's fighting on the border
    What can I say about Claudette ? Ain't seen her since January
    She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the cage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
  • Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement
    Heard the last moan of a boxer, seen the massacre of the innocent
    Felt around for the light switch, became nauseated
    She was walking down the hallway while the walls deteriorated.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the page
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery
    Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery
    Got the message this morning, the one that was sent to me
    About the madness of becoming what one was never meant to be.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the stage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Don't know what I can say about Claudette that wouldn't come back to haunt me
    Finally had to give her up about the time she began to want me
    But I know God has mercy on them who are slandered and humiliated
    I'd a-done anything for that woman if she didn't make me feel so obligated.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the cage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature ?
    I see people who are supposed to know better standing around like furniture
    There's a wall between you and what you want and you got to leap it
    Tonight you got the power to take it, tomorrow you won't have the power to keep it.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the stage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.
    Cities on fire, phones out of order
    They're killing nuns and soldiers, there's fighting on the border
    What can I say about Claudette ? Ain't seen her since January
    She could be respectably married or running a whorehouse in Buenos Aires.
    West of the Jordan, east of the Rock of Gibraltar
    I see the burning of the cage
    Curtain rising on a new age
    See the groom still waiting at the altar.

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