If Pennies Came From Heaven Could Karl Marx Have Been Mistaken?
Oh my darlings Jean and Rita Life couldn't be much sweeter Swinging all around you see What this country's made of me Until yesterday I'd thought The best things in life are bought Strange when you're led by the nose Through restaurants in evening clothes
But I'm tired of these contradictions Council roads to revolution Waves part, on they go Walking fast, thinking slow Days don't pass so calmly Invaded by Salvation's Army If this is all God's given Well, he could keep the rest
But all these pennies If they came from heaven Would this mean that all's forgiven?
I've seen these men and all the women In love with everyday living Stack furniture against the door Landmine the kitchen floor Opening windows, pulling strings The smell of napalm in the morning But if Engels came, saved us all I doubt he would make housecalls
Somehow I doubt that he would make housecalls
But if all these pennies If they came from heaven Could Karl Marx have been mistaken?
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If Pennies Came From Heaven Could Karl Marx Have Been Mistaken?
Oh my darlings Jean and Rita Life couldn't be much sweeter Swinging all around you see What this country's made of me Until yesterday I'd thought The best things in life are bought Strange when you're led by the nose Through restaurants in evening clothes
But I'm tired of these contradictions Council roads to revolution Waves part, on they go Walking fast, thinking slow Days don't pass so calmly Invaded by Salvation's Army If this is all God's given Well, he could keep the rest
But all these pennies If they came from heaven Would this mean that all's forgiven?
I've seen these men and all the women In love with everyday living Stack furniture against the door Landmine the kitchen floor Opening windows, pulling strings The smell of napalm in the morning But if Engels came, saved us all I doubt he would make housecalls
Somehow I doubt that he would make housecalls
But if all these pennies If they came from heaven Could Karl Marx have been mistaken?
Oh my darlings Jean and Rita Life couldn't be much sweeter Swinging all around you see What this country's made of me Until yesterday I'd thought The best things in life are bought Strange when you're led by the nose Through restaurants in evening clothes
But I'm tired of these contradictions Council roads to revolution Waves part, on they go Walking fast, thinking slow Days don't pass so calmly Invaded by Salvation's Army If this is all God's given Well, he could keep the rest
But all these pennies If they came from heaven Would this mean that all's forgiven?
I've seen these men and all the women In love with everyday living Stack furniture against the door Landmine the kitchen floor Opening windows, pulling strings The smell of napalm in the morning But if Engels came, saved us all I doubt he would make housecalls
Somehow I doubt that he would make housecalls
But if all these pennies If they came from heaven Could Karl Marx have been mistaken?