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Sometimes, often, when I am poor, there is the cheap Brandy called E&J, which stands for "Easy Jesus". This is a true song about it. That is what it is. /Mikki
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Easy Jesus Blues
The Troll walked down Wyckoff, passed Jesus in every little store, he walked like a copy of Judas, as he reached the destination of his choice
He pointed to what he wanted, with his hairy bony hand, and left the store with a brown paper bag, which flew like an angel to his mouth
He took the L-Train pass Montrose and Graham, and took a little sip each station he passed, he soon saw Jesus in every little man, and he smiled oh so close to heaven...
He drank really fast like every Troll is thought to do, and he got off at Bedford Avenue, where he stumbled and turned on his way to Trash, where he sat down with his Jesus Blues:
He had way too many drinks, and fell of the chair, and hit his head on the floor, but when you're drunk you stand up like in Church, and pick the saddest Psalm of the Day
He walked into the night, and must have tried to go somewhere, but woke up in Coney Island,
he had no idea how he'd gotten there, and he had no idea how to get back home
Finally, a train arrived, and he took a seat of course, he fell asleep like a baby Troll, but was awoken by a shake, and a firm voice that told him: Mister Troll, it's time to get the hell, get the hell off this train:
"Go easy on me now Easy Jesus, don't bring me into a fight, don't let me hurt myself again, just show me into your light - oh my Easy Jesus - turn me into your fool…"
He got off the train and had no idea where he was, he started to walk, because it's better than just standing alone, it's better to look like you have a goal
He walked by many Jesus'es and knew he was close to home, he stopped at store, and came out with a brown paper bag, and was soon back on Wyckoff again
He smiled as he walked but nobody smiled back, not that he really cared, because when your happy with your Easy Jesus, you can walk on any water that you want
He almost made it all the way home, but fell asleep right outside, he was just gonna have a last smoke, when Easy Jesus knocked him out:
"Go easy on me now Easy Jesus, don't bring me into a fight, don't let me hurt myself again, just show me into your light - oh my Easy Jesus - turn me into your fool…"
© MKN 2011
The Troll walked down Wyckoff, passed Jesus in every little store, he walked like a copy of Judas, as he reached the destination of his choice
He pointed to what he wanted, with his hairy bony hand, and left the store with a brown paper bag, which flew like an angel to his mouth
He took the L-Train pass Montrose and Graham, and took a little sip each station he passed, he soon saw Jesus in every little man, and he smiled oh so close to heaven...
He drank really fast like every Troll is thought to do, and he got off at Bedford Avenue, where he stumbled and turned on his way to Trash, where he sat down with his Jesus Blues:
He had way too many drinks, and fell of the chair, and hit his head on the floor, but when you're drunk you stand up like in Church, and pick the saddest Psalm of the Day
He walked into the night, and must have tried to go somewhere, but woke up in Coney Island,
he had no idea how he'd gotten there, and he had no idea how to get back home
Finally, a train arrived, and he took a seat of course, he fell asleep like a baby Troll, but was awoken by a shake, and a firm voice that told him: Mister Troll, it's time to get the hell, get the hell off this train:
"Go easy on me now Easy Jesus, don't bring me into a fight, don't let me hurt myself again, just show me into your light - oh my Easy Jesus - turn me into your fool…"
He got off the train and had no idea where he was, he started to walk, because it's better than just standing alone, it's better to look like you have a goal
He walked by many Jesus'es and knew he was close to home, he stopped at store, and came out with a brown paper bag, and was soon back on Wyckoff again
He smiled as he walked but nobody smiled back, not that he really cared, because when your happy with your Easy Jesus, you can walk on any water that you want
He almost made it all the way home, but fell asleep right outside, he was just gonna have a last smoke, when Easy Jesus knocked him out:
"Go easy on me now Easy Jesus, don't bring me into a fight, don't let me hurt myself again, just show me into your light - oh my Easy Jesus - turn me into your fool…"
© MKN 2011
DWL
Enigmatic and brilliantly done. Great lyrics and story.
A Scandinavian Tom Waits.
I enjoyed it immensely :)
Cheers
Dick