Song Book
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holy man
Oh Lord it's hard being a holy man, I said lord it's hard being a holy man
Well I listen to the sinners that'll just sin again
Rules break easy when they do not bend
Lord it's hard being a holy man
Oh lord it's cold, sitting on this mountain top
I said lord it's cold, sitting on this mountain top
Well I listen to the sinners when they confess
but I'm thinking about lunch and I couldn't care less
Lord it's hard being a holy man
I come down Saturday morning and spend the night
Have a slumber party with my boys
I feed them and I bathe them, oh their parents all love me
Another Saturday night off, the kids safe in the rectory
I love their wide-eyed smiles when they see me
I love their little giggles when I help them with their clothes
We look at funny pictures and watch movies on TV
Our special little secret, our lovely little secret
I can show you how. (ego sum amicus tuus)
There's an amber light that shines, in the darkest corners off our minds. (ego sum magister tuus)
I can show you how. (ego sum pater tuus)
The road that brought us here has passed,(ego sum nexis tuus deo)
you'll remember me the rest of your lives
I've got this polaroid so I remember
the beauty and the youth that charms my soul
Your body is a temple, and I will be the keeper
I come to you in pieces, you leave me whole
Goddamn it's hard being a holy man
I said lord it's hard being a holy man
Good god's given me all that is mine, and I'd surely have more if I had the time
Lord it's hard being a holy man.
Oh I help so many...what about me?