Jealousy my devil

Jealousy my hell

Jealousy insomnia

Jealousy sleep well



Innocence is heaven

Innocence is hell

Innocence in everyone

Innocence is dead



Four 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 palm



Four and twenty white boys

Singing in the the street

Getting high on most things

Wishing they were free



I'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