Men's Room, L.A.
(Buck Fowler)
I saw a picture yesterday
In a menâ"š¬â"ž¢s room near L.A.
Lying on the floor beside the throne.
Had I not recognized the cross
I might have failed to know the boss,
I thought, â"š¬í…"Lord, you look neglected and alone.â"š¬?
I picked it up with lovinâ"š¬â"ž¢ care,
I wondered who had placed it there,
When l saw there was no paper on the roll.
I said, â"š¬í…"Lord, what would you do
If you were me and I was you,
Take a chance, save your pants or your soul ?â"š¬?
Then a voice said,
â"š¬í…"Kinky, itâ"š¬â"ž¢s Jesus here, you know that I ainâ"š¬â"ž¢t no square.
Well, Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ve got these pictures of me,
I mean statues, you know theyâ"š¬â"ž¢re everywhere.
Well, I may seem I come from Liverpool,
And then on the other hand I may come from France,
But if you donâ"š¬â"ž¢t get off that toilet, well Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m just gonna have to dance.â"š¬?
I saw a picture yesterday in a menâ"š¬â"ž¢s room near L.A.