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Nigel stood upon the stage Preaching to the people holy words to help them all survive The year was nineteen fifty-five It was the week before his seventh birthday A woman in the second row Put cash into the hat to pay for her piece of deliverance With eighteen dollars fifty cents In awe of this miraculous display The old got Nigel's sleeve to say, "I am lost and I am weary Can you save me?" There was a concert in the field California there, three hundred thousand people gathered round Like the sermon on the mount To the gods of rock and roll they prayed The bikies pushed against the crowd The crowd pushed back and they fought on as the band played on above this scene And as I watched it on the screen A man was stabbed between his shoulder blades And as they dragged him to the ambulance A girl nearby screamed, "Please somebody save me" Nigel stood upon the stage Going through his lonely act, a man of twenty-seven now Wanting only to get out Still kicking it like Jagger there for Jesus And as for me, I'm waiting here Working my way through all the layers between peace and hate From my mediocre fate There isn't anybody that can save me |