I was surprised, I was happy for a day in 1975
I was puzzled by a dream, stayed with me all day in 1995
My brother had confessed that he was gay, it took the heat off me for a while
He stood up with a sailor friend, made it known upon my sisters wedding day
I got married in a rush to save a kid from being deported, now she's in love
I was so touched, I was moved to kick the crutches from my crippled friend
She was not impressed because I cured her on the Sabbath, so I went to confess
When she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin
The priest in the booth had a photographic memory for all he had heard
He took all of my sins and he wrote a pocket novel called "The State I Am In"
So I gave myself to God, there was a pregnant pause before ha said ok
Now I spend my day turning tables round In Marks & Spencer's, they don't seem to mind
I gave myself to sin
And I've been there and back again
I gave myself to providence
The State That I Am In
Desperation is the Devil's work, it is the folly of a boys empty mind
Now I'm feeling dangerous, riding on city buses for a hobby is sad
Lead me to a living end, I promised that I'd entertain my crippled
friend
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