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Текст (слова) песни: Jim Carroll - Catholic Boy



I was born in a pool, they made my mother stand
And I spat on that surgeon and his trembling hand
When I felt the light I was worse than bored
I stole the doctor`s scalpel and I slit the cord

Refrain:
I was a Catholic boy,
Redeemed through pain,
Not through joy

I was two months early they put me under glass
I screamed and cursed their children when the nurses passed
Was convicted of theft when I slipped from the womb
They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs

Repeat Refrain

They starved me for weeks, they thought they`d teach me fear
I fed on cellmates` dreams, it gave me fine ideas
When they cut me loose, the time had served me well
I made allies in heaven, I made comrades in Hell

I was a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild

I make angels dance and drop to their knees
When I enter a church the feet of statues bleed
I understand the fate of all my enemies
Just like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane

Repeat Refrain

I watched the sweetest psalm stolen by the choir
I dreamed of martyrs` bones hanging from a wire
I make a contribution, I get absolution
I make a resolution to purify my soul

Repeat Refrain

They can`t touch me now
I got every sacrament behind me:
I got baptism,
I got communion,
I got penance,
I got extreme unction
I`ve got confirmation
`Cause I`m a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild!

Now I`m a Catholic man
I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can.

 

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