Jesus on the mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus on the mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus on the mainline Tell Him what you want Call Him up And tell Him what you want The line ain't never busy Tell Him what you want The line ain't never busy Tell Him what you want Line ain't never busy Tell Him what you want Calling Him up And tell Him what you want If you're sick and can't get well Tell Him what you want If you're sick and can't get well Tell Him what you want If you're sick and can't get well Tell Him what you want Call Him up And tell Him what you want If you're feeling down and out Tell Him what you want If you're feeling down and out Tell Him what you want If you're feeling down and out Tell Him what you want Call Him up And tell Him what you want Jesus on the mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus on the mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus on the mainline Tell Him what you want Call Him up And tell Him what you want Call Him up And tell Him what you want Call Him up And tell Him what you want

Unlike the mole I'm not in a hole And I can't see anyway Just like a doll I'm one feet tall But dolls can't see anyway This frozen stare The clothes and hair These make me taste like a man Tied to a door Chained to a floor An hour glass grain of sand Life in a sack Is coming back I'm like the clock I'm like the clock I'm like the clock on the wall On the wall On the wall Swim in the sea Swim inside me But you can't swim far away I never grew Covered up by you And nothing grows anyway Life in a sack is coming back I'm like the clock I'm like the clock I'm like the clock on the wall On the wall On the wall Wish you can, wish you can The way you're staring at me, babe Staring at me now I can try I can try I mustn't try (try) I mustn't try But you're making lie But you're making lie But assume we ain't talking Does it feel good?

Johnson I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy, Save me if you please. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown. And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.

Tell you 'bout this friend of mine that you don't know He lives way up a road that's lost in time. Don't know his name, or where he's coming from, Only thing you know, he's a real gone cat, This friend of mine. He don't have no uptown friends, or drive a Cadillac, But he's got cool threads and a beat up car. All his downtown friends like me ride around in the back 'Cause he's a real cool cat, yeah he's a real cool cat, This friend of mine. La Loma boys will run with you, Do anything that you want them to, If you need a friend 'cause you're feeling blue Palo Verde girls never let you down. Na na na na na, living in a poor man's Shangri-La. Firme guys in their firme cars, Underneath the moon and stars. The city lights way down below. What's that sound? What's that light Streaking down through the night? What's it mean? It's a red cloud over Chávez Ravine. Oralé, UFO, come gliding low. Se cayó up Chávez Road. Space Vato, square cat. Say, "Caramba, partners, where's the party at?" I heard about the cool jerk, and the alligator, Tokay wine, Mary Jane, and Lil' Julian Herrera. Iwant to learn to dance, make romance. These La Bishop girls might take a chance. My friend says, "No, be cool, bro. If you want to dance slow, Learn to ask a mi hermana con respeto." UFO got a radio. Lil' Julian singing soft and low. Los Angeles down below. DJ says, we got to go. To El Monte, El Monte, pa El Monte. Na na na na na, living in a poor man's Shangri-La.