Texty: David Bowie. Tin Machine. Bus Stop.

(D.Bowie/R.Gabrels)

There's a cry that is heard in the city
From Vivian at Pentecost Lane
A shriekin' and dancing till 4 am
Another night of muscles and pain
I love you despite your convinctions
That god never laughs at my jokes

I'm a young man at odds
with the bible
But I don't pretend faith never works
When we're down on our knees
Prayin' at the bus stop

Now Jesus he came in a vision
And offered redemption from sin
I'm not sayin' that I don't believe you
But are you sure that it really was him
I've been told that it could've been
blue cheese

Or the meal that we ate down the road
Hallelujah