Jerusalem On The Jukebox

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Jerusalem on the jukebox they talk in tongues on Coronation Street Heaven help the pharisee whose halo has slipped down to his feet A thousand satellite comedians have died for your sins Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels beat you wings At poolside picnics they chant for Ferraris and furs Their muscle tone sharpens but their hold on reality blurs You can have your cake and eat it and never have to puke up a thing Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels beat you wings In the bathroom mirror they try the Joan of Arc look again Two parts Ingrid Bergman to one part Shirley MacLaine And the wounds of time kill you but the surgeon's knife only stings Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels beat you wings In video suburbia the blue light flickers and flames Ecstacy and holy blackmail are the favourite games And God has the sharpest suits and the cleanest chin Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels beat you wings Ah the bride checks her hair and makeup, and here comes the groom What one-eyed monster comes slouching into your front room Rudolph Valentino or the curse of all two-legged things Jerusalem on the jukebox, little angels beat you wings Little angels beat your wings

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