Jesus or thousand dollars, a shout
Jesus or mansion, a loud outcry
Jesus or flying car, still scared
Jesus or glimpsy queen, he asked
and through that tiny flesh
that is the thought that came
running up and down
like a blood in the vein
this is the best time I thought
a mansion on the sea will do
running in the sky like bird
v.boot is the horse to climb
feels the wind of words
not all that glitters are gold
cast away the fleshy man
says the still gentle voice
I cry out my big eyeballs
fooled by my eternal foe
mercy on my knee I seek
order my steps cos it for you