This one has been sent off to Mike in hopes he can turn it into a real song
I was out at the casino last night
In a smoky and crowded backroom
I heard you saying you were waiting for Jesus
And I thought that was your baby’s name.
You said he was the one who gave you to nuns
To save you till you turned thirteen.
He came back for you then reeking of incense and zen
In a twelve-seater white limousine.
Said all his apostles were home writing gospels
About how you’d become a god’s bride;
Showed you the fast lane and how to tie off a fat vein
Then spoke in tongues the rest of the ride.
It was years ago, you said as you spun
In diminishing arcs round the pole
He left you tied to, and now you see him on TV
And you know he knows nothing of hell.
I’m at the casino again tonight
In that crowded and smoky backroom.
I hear you saying you are waiting for Jesus
And I’m betting he’ll wish he never came.