Salvation Tambourine

I could go to London, I could go to London

I could go to London, I could go to London

I could go to London, I could go to London

I could go to London, I could go to London

I packed a lung with smoke, crossed the line

There?ll be no glory train for me this time

Now just where do I begin

After all I?ve taken in

I bought your fire trees, your Sunday bells

Spoke your Holy Ghost, drunk your wells

Now that tongue has had to go

Sight and centigrade in tow

Take me crawling from the corner

Would you lay your love on me?

Could you shake me ?till I?m clean?

A salvation tambourine

I heard from Canada the day she died

The clowns are killing me to join their side

Certain I can?t pay the fare

Bloodshot vision keeps me here

Take me crawling from the corner

Would you lay your love on me?

Could you shake me ?till I?m clean?

Would you lay your love on me?

Could you shake me ?till I?m clean?

A salvation tambourine

I could go to London, maybe that?s where you are

I could go to Paris, I could look from the Tower

I could go to London, maybe that?s where you are

I could go to America, I could go to America

I could go to London, maybe that?s where you are

I could go to Paris, I could jump from the Tower

I could go to London, maybe that?s where you are

I could go to Jerusalem, I could go to Jerusalem

I could go to Jerusalem, I could go to Jerusalem

I could go to Jerusalem, I could go to Jerusalem

I could go, I could go, I could go, I could go

I could go to Jerusalem, I could go, I could go, I could go