so long you pretty thing

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If you feel lonely
And the world's against you
Take the long way home
Past the scary Jesus
And you'll find my door
With your name in diamonds
And you'll feel lonely
No more
Help me, Lord
Help me, Jesus
'Cause I'm lonely and tired
Help me, Lord
It ain't easy
'Cause I'm living with the blind
I got no reason to believe in anything
Help me, Lord
Help me, Jesus
'Cause I'm hurting inside
Help me, Lord
It ain't easy
'Cause I'm living a lie
And God I'm hoping for a reason to be here
Help me, Lord
Help me, Father
'Cause I'm losing my mind
Help me, Lord
It's getting harder
'Cause I'm losing all the time
I got no reason to be living anymore
Help me, Lord
Help me, Father
'Cause I wasted all my time
Help me, Lord
It's getting harder
'Cause I've made a mess of mine
And God I'm hoping for the reason to be clear
So long, you pretty thing
God save your little soul
The music that you played so hard
Ain't on your radio
And all your dreams of diamond rings
And all that rock 'n roll could bring you
Sail on, so long!