Saint Divine - Gavin Friday

I’ll tell you now the story of a friend of mine

A small town boy named 'saint divine'

At his red flamed hair they would laugh and stare

As he searched in vain for friends to find

His mother, father and brother too…

They told him, «We don’t see the world like you.»

So he blew a kiss, he waved bye bye

For love, it don’t live here

All the tears he holds inside

He gotta go away

Are the tears he must hide

Looking for love

So he goes to a big and bright city

Where friends ecstatic are never cruel

Forgets the clouds grabs the silver lining

The lipstick boy can boogaloo

And life is just one crazy ball

'cause down at king tut tuts he knows them all

But the queen is still a queer

And love, it don’t live here

All the tears he holds inside

He gotta go away

Are the tears he must hide

Looking for, looking for love

All the love he fails to find

He gotta go away

Will his dreams run out of time?

Looking for, looking for love

Saint, Saint Divine how you wear the woman?

Saint, Saint Divine how you wear the woman?

What one calls a sinner another will a saint

Who is to say what is right from wrong?

It’s Friday night!

it’s time to party

The sacred cow can 'bang-a-gong'

Sing you sinners, dance you saints

Anyway your body 'n' souls inclined

Laugh you lovers at those who hate

In each an Adam and Eve entwined