Imagine a jailhouse Where you're always free Imagine a whorehouse Where you pay no fee
Imagine my surprise At what it turned out to be
So just for a moment, will you listen to me And just for a second take me seriously And just for an hour Get on your knees Chorus: On that miracle mile Where I got my start Is it a crime To take it to heart Cause the sun never shines On that great parade That leads down the line That ends at your gate
So dream of a sentence That never ends Prepare your repentance Try to make amends And wait for the hammer to knock you dead
And play to the jury When they've fallen asleep And wait for the fury Of the blessed meek When they find that your story Has sprung a leak.