Simon, Garfunkel - Blessed lyrics

[Simon, Garfunkel - Blessed lyrics]

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit
Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows
Blessed are the sat upon, spat upon
Ratted on o 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

Blessed is the land and the kingdom
Blessed is the man whose soul belongs to
Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers
Illusion dwellers
O Lord, why have you forsaken me?
My words trickle down
From a wound that I have no intention to heal

Blessed are the stained glass
Windowpane glass
Blessed is the church service
Makes me nervous
Blessed are the penny rookers, cheap hookers
Groovy lookers
O Lord, why have you forsaken me?
I have tended my own garden much too long

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