Imagine a jailhouse
Where you're always free
Imagine a whorehouse
Where you pay no fee
Imagine my surprise
At what it turned out to be
So just for a moment,
will you listen to me
And just for a second
take me seriously
And just for an hour
Get on your knees
Chorus:
On that miracle mile
Where I got my start
Is it a crime
To take it to heart
Cause the sun never shines
On that great parade
That leads down the line
That ends at your gate
So dream of a sentence
That never ends
Prepare your repentance
Try to make amends
And wait for the hammer
to knock you dead
And play to the jury
When they've fallen asleep
And wait for the fury
Of the blessed meek
When they find that your story
Has sprung a leak.