Jealousy my devil
Jealousy my hell
Jealousy insomnia
Jealousy sleep wellInnocence is heaven
Innocence is hell
Innocence in everyone
Innocence is deadFour and twenty black boys
Singing in the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free
My angel, my devil
My hell, my heaven
My storm, my calm
My photograph, my palmFour and twenty white boys
Singing in the the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were freeI've been your preacher
I've been your boy
I've been your teacher
I've been your joy
I've been your drunk
I've been your home
I've been your rock
You've been my stone
Four and twenty poor boys
Singing in the street
Getting high on most things
Wishing they were free
