BALLAD OF JIM JONES
(newcombe)
I walked from New York
And back from L.A.
I lived on a mountain
And once by the bay
I bought an apartment
And slept in the hay
But there's no place that's softer than
Living today
Is just getting so bad
There's a look on your face
And it says "you've been had!"
You can take all my money
But don't make me mad
Cause there's nobody meaner than
I prayed to Buddha
To Allah
And Jim
I turned to Jesus
And stayed there with him
I fell in deep
But I learned how to swim
Now there's no one who's cleaner
Than me or than him