Jesus got his picture in the paper
Cut it out and brought it in for me to see
I can tell he's trying to save my soul again
And though I don't believe him, I can still pretend
He's the light of my life
Alright
Stella's been asleep out on the doorstep
And Mary Magdalene is just inside
And she's trying to cool her feet off in the bathtub
She's been walking on the streets all through the night
Does anybody know
Just what the future holds
For these prodigal souls
In a world that's lost control?
All these prodigal children
Stella has some bad hallucinations
We can't tell her that it's ruining her life
Now the cops have come to take her to the station
And it makes us very sad to hear her cry
So don't take her away, we'll pay her bail
Does anybody know
Just what the future holds
For these prodigal souls
In a world that's lost control
All these prodigal children