white glove in a purse down at the bottom of the sea The day is turning dark outside All aspiration face down in the street A pro in the alley with a red
Hard times are here And everywhere you go Times are harder than They ever been before Hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm You know, people are driftin' From door to door
CHORUS: I am the Light of the World You people come and follow me. If you follow and love, You'll learn the mystery Of what you were meant to do and
Fleashine, shoeshine, man of fifteen Brings the house in with a smile All twelve teeth tell myriad stories One upon one and one The breath in his hand