The Young Shaven - Raise a Laugh Lyrics

My ten gods will forgive your one
Meter's on think it over son
My ten gods will forgive your one
It's a pardon born of oblivion

Seven demons lighter since the priest has left my cell!

Will your one god just forgive my ten
Take your time, mull it over friend
Will your one god just forgive my ten
It's a pardon born of oblivion

Seven demons lighter since I left that job in sales!

I had a dream I resisted myself
I had a dream I embraced myself
I had a dream I resisted myself

I was the toughest gentleman in the room!

Down on the streets, there are outstretched hands
Some hold kids and some hold instruments
Down on the streets, there are outstretched hands
Left the hoof and the talisman

And the change it jingles on my hipbone like some tambourine!

Those who die young well the gods love them
Alexander and Lot yeah the gods love them
But those with us they are Young Shaven
Those with us they are Young Shaven!

Raise a laugh (Raise a laugh)
This too will pass (this too will pass)
As will we (As will we)