Jealousy my devil Jealousy my hell Jealousy insomnia Jealousy sleep well
Innocence is heaven Innocence is hell Innocence in everyone Innocence is dead
Four and twenty black boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free
My angel, my devil My hell, my heaven My storm, my calm My photograph, my palm
Four and twenty white boys Singing in the the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free
I've been your preacher I've been your boy I've been your teacher I've been your joy I've been your drunk I've been your home I've been your rock You've been my stone
Four and twenty poor boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free