Friend To Jc Lyrics

Mary Timony Friend To Jc

hey man, I’m just like you:
too many people made you black and blue
got your teeth knocked out in a bar last week
get out of bed but you feel too weak.

Hey, hold on. What’s that sound?
hear the drum beat underground
in a dark room ring curious bells
everybody's running away from hell

you're a friend to Jesus and you're on the street
doing drugs with the people you meet
there's a shadow in a car who's looking for you
wants to know what kind of things you like to do!

Hey, hold on. What’s that sound?
Hear the drum beat underground
in a dark room ring curious bells
everybody's running away from hell

well, things are pretty good
because they're not bad enough
to be called "bad"
call a truce on a deuce this life is rough.
Be strong
hang tough