No One Talks To Me
Jesus Talks to Sharky
He comes by in the afternoon
Jesus he brings sandwiches and coffee
They talk about this troubled world
Mary visits Sharky
They laugh about virginity
It’s always pleasant company
They talk for hours ‘bout everything
Me I just sit here
And wonder what to clean up next
I’ve made such a mess of everything
I made such a mess
No one talks to me
No one talks to me anymore
No one talks to me
No one talks to me anymore
Why should they
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The angels up in heaven
They make calls on their cellular phones
They’re always calling Sharky
That’s why he’s always home
Sometimes they visit earthlings
To drop off a miracle or two
They stay for lunch on weekdays
When things are slow it’s ok to do
Me I just sit here
And wonder what to clean up next
I’ve made such a mess of everything
I made such a mess
No one talks to me
No one talks to me anymore
No one talks to me
No one talks to me anymore
Why should they
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