Christ, by the dumpster   Peeling and a-tossin' your lottery tickets   Oh Nazarene, drinking dust      Oh Christ, rising and a-fallin'   Oh, Jesus Christ, givin' us the finger   In Christ I'll tumble (?)      Bless, please, the people in art galleries   Lonely as a distant train   Bless, now, the cancer of the bone   The last light making beautiful   The poisons in the sky      And the condemned man in his tuxedo dream   His dream of limousines and innocence   Take off your clothes and come to him in dreams   Stand on the fire escape naked and blest.   With jazz like a rivulet of codeine   The laughter spilling from our broken necklaces, oh      Bless, please, the people in art galleries   Lonely as a distant train   Bless, now, the cancer of the bone   The last light making beautiful   The poisons in the sky      Christ, by the dumpster   Peeling and a-tossin' your lottery tickets   Oh Nazarene, drinking dust      Oh Christ, rising and a-fallin'   Oh, Jesus Christ, givin' us the finger   In Christ I'll tumble      (lyrics by Denis Johnson)