Jesus Saves, I Spend

Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam While Jesus is saving I'm spending all my days In backgrounds and landscapes With the languages of saints While people are spinning Like toys on Christmas Day I'm inside a still life With the other absentee While Jesus is saving I'm spending all my days In the garden-grey pallor Of lines across your face While people will cheer on The spectacle we've made I'm sitting and sculpting Menageries of saints Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Oh, my man, my absentee I'd do anything to please you Come, my love, the stage is waiting Be the one to save my saving grace Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam While Jesus is saving I'm spending all my grace On a rosy-red pallor Of lights on center stage While people have cheered on The awful mess we've made Through storms of red roses We've exited the stage Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam Pam-pam-pam-pam