Blessed

Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit
 Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows
 
 Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon, ratted on
 Oh, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
 I got no place to go
 I've walked around Soho for the last night or so
 Ah, but it doesn't matter, no
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 Blessed is the land and the kingdom
 Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to
 
 Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion dwellers
 Oh, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
 My words trickle down
 From a wound that I have no intention to heal
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 Blessed are the stained glass, window pane glass
 Blessed is the church service, makes me nervous
 Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers, groovy lookers
 Oh, Lord, why have you forsaken me?
 I, I have tended my own garden much too long