As the sun rose up over the sea
Everyone was singing in a minor key
Buddhists, Hindus, Jews and priests
Gathered around for the jubilee
Two old ladies still waiting on a sign
Growing bitter with age like a yellowtail wine
Shouting at the junkies in the cold street light
Do you do the next right thing or the next thing right?
Oh Oh, you're a long way from home, hear me sing
Oh Oh, people need a miracle to do the next right thing
Head hearing voices and a choir preaches
Hey diddle diddle now the fiddle screeches
Moaning up the stairs and rolling in bed
She'd been talking to God since 2 AM
Saying I don't want to go, I don't want to die
But a sisters got to save her seat in the sky.
You can judge me grade me but shed some light
Do you do the next right thing or the next thing right?
Oh Oh, you're a long way from home, hear me sing
Oh Oh, people need a miracle to do the next right thing
Oh Oh, you're a long way from home, hear me sing
Oh Oh, people need a miracle to do the next right thing