Jealousy my devil
Jealousy my hell
Jealousy insomnia

Jealousy sleep well

Innocence is heaven

Innocence is hell
Innocence in everyone
Innocence is dead


Four and twenty black boys
Singing in the street

Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free


My angel, my devil
My hell, my heaven
My storm, my calm

My photograph, my palm

Four and twenty white boys

Singing in the the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free


I've been your preacher
I've been your boy

I've been your teacher
I've been your joy
I've been your drunk

I've been your home
I've been your rock
You've been my stone


Four and twenty poor boys
Singing in the street

Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free