Dashboard Jesus Songtext
von Bill Chambers
Dashboard Jesus Songtext
Whether he do or whether he don′t
Make it to another day
If they hold the light and he stays close
He'll take this road as far as it goes
He sees a spectrum shade up ahead
Old Fresco Joe thinks he′s two doors from dead
There's a car up there waiting for two of your kind
With a dashboard Jesus dancing in time
He only wanted a partner in crime
Singing a song full of shame
For stealing the prize at the devil's home game
He boxed up the truth and battered his pride
Spoke to the waves on the outgoing tide
Standing alone on the deck with his life by his side
A hand for the boat and a hand for himself
Old Fresco Joe thinks he′s two doors from hell
There′s a boat up there waiting for two of your kind
With a wheelhouse Jesus dancing in time
He only wanted a partner in crime
Singing a song full of shame
For stealing the prize at the devil's home game
Walking the aisle, scholars and saints
Priest of the words, poet of the paints
Judas and Peter are settling their score
Desperately seeking the final amend
All lining up in the ranks of descent
Old Fresco Joe winks an eye and he smiles at the crowd
There′s a car up there waiting for two of your kind
With a dashboard Jesus dancing in time
He's taking you as a partner in crime
Singing a song full of shame
For being the prize at the devil′s home game
Everyone wins at the devil's home game
Make it to another day
If they hold the light and he stays close
He'll take this road as far as it goes
He sees a spectrum shade up ahead
Old Fresco Joe thinks he′s two doors from dead
There's a car up there waiting for two of your kind
With a dashboard Jesus dancing in time
He only wanted a partner in crime
Singing a song full of shame
For stealing the prize at the devil's home game
He boxed up the truth and battered his pride
Spoke to the waves on the outgoing tide
Standing alone on the deck with his life by his side
A hand for the boat and a hand for himself
Old Fresco Joe thinks he′s two doors from hell
There′s a boat up there waiting for two of your kind
With a wheelhouse Jesus dancing in time
He only wanted a partner in crime
Singing a song full of shame
For stealing the prize at the devil's home game
Walking the aisle, scholars and saints
Priest of the words, poet of the paints
Judas and Peter are settling their score
Desperately seeking the final amend
All lining up in the ranks of descent
Old Fresco Joe winks an eye and he smiles at the crowd
There′s a car up there waiting for two of your kind
With a dashboard Jesus dancing in time
He's taking you as a partner in crime
Singing a song full of shame
For being the prize at the devil′s home game
Everyone wins at the devil's home game
Writer(s): Shane Anthony Nicholson, Benjamin James Crick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

