Toledo (Remastered)

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Sitting in the Church Of the Holy McDonald's I took off my shoes Like the Buddhists told me to And I make my sacred offering And I dip my hands in Pepsi Sailed off to Virgina And expelled all the Jews And maybe all the things You thought you got coming to you Ain't coming to you Not in this life And maybe all the promises You thought were broken Were never really made Promises never made You say the stars quit shining Quit shining on your head Even the moon stopped coming up Some old streetlight instead But standing in the fields Beneath the universe, you hurt 'Cause as the Milky Way whirls over you All you got is dirt And don't worry 'bout the Jews They'll do fine in Lithuania And bring a picture of the Virgin Larry To your cousin in Carolina And maybe all the promises You thought were broken Were never really made Promises never made And I'm closer to God Than I've ever been before Walking the streets of Spain Painting Karl Marx on every door Groucho Marx on every door Mark of the Beast on every door Santa Maria Gloria Padre Holy candy wrapper 'Neath the foot of Sierra Madre And there's no use even trying To sing till after midnight Let's start the day with music And wake up everybody That's fool enough to try sleeping Before it's getting light out It's summer in Toledo And I saw three ships a sailing And maybe all the things You thought you got coming to you Ain't coming to you Not in this life And maybe all the promises You thought were broken Were never really made Promises never made