That boy had the highest of expectations And he heard that jesus would fill him up Maybe something got lost in the language If this was full, then why bother?
This was not the way it looked on the billboard Smiling family beaming down on the interstate
And you know that we all try to blame someone When our dreams won't rise up from their sleep And the reaching of the steeple felt like one more Expensive ad for something cheap
He dressed up nice for the congregation Scared somebody's gonna find him out Through the din and the clatter of the hallelujahs A stained-glass jesus sings.
